Tomi Sousa has tended bar there for 20 years. She says she had a bad time with the book, too many memories of the boys. She misses the men, she says. The window of the Crow's Nest overlooks the harbor, where the Andrea Gail tied up. But they're not.
Tour buses drop off little old ladies who enjoy lunch while tossing one back at the bar.
It's now a nice place. But it didn't have enough panache for Hollywood, so a mock-up Crow's Nest was used, a homey, lively sort of seaside meets yuppie place. It just doesn't capture the quiet desperation of the drinkers in the real joint. For Vincent Russo, the Crow's Nest never was a destination. Like most of the fishermen in town, he's got a mortgage, kids, a family.