1960Hi-Mar is not a word
Hi-Mar is not a word. It is an address, shortened the way men shorten the name of a place they are at every day: Highlands Marina.
The marina had been John "Johnny" Sciortino's landing before it was anybody's marina.[1] By the late 1950s it held about a dozen six-pack charter captains and about five open boats, and it held a cocktail lounge, which is the part of the dock this story starts in.[2]
In 1960 a group of those captains founded a fishing club at that bar — Sciortino, Ruett, Beatty, Coles, Moro, Cirello, Quackenback and the Renzo brothers — and named it for the dock they were standing on.[2]
Sixty-five years later the club is still meeting. The dock is not there.