By DAVID RAINER
When the phone rang at 5 a.m., the immediate worry of some type of emergency was quickly allayed when Lee Rivenbark’s voice was immediately recognized.
“Rivenbark,” Lee announced with the hint of a lilt. “Shrimp jubilee. Pier Street.”
If you’re fortunate enough to be a member of the “jubilee network” on Mobile Bay’s Eastern Shore, the pronouncement of a jubilee is short and sweet – meaning time’s a wastin,’ jump out of bed and get to the bay on the double.
This incredible jubilee phenomenon supposedly happens only in a couple of places in the world, but none with the regularity of Mobile Bay.