Mr. Hill was the “consummate waterfront junk shop-souvenir store, occasionally aspiring to an antique shop,” Mr. Neill said. Mr. Hill opened Captain Hook’s with the Revolution’s Bicentennial in 1976 and remained until the turn of the century, setting up shop “when there was nothing there,” his wife, Trudy Hill, recalled. His other son, Jason, said: “How crazy was it that somebody who flipped items was able to make it to Sands Point? A person who went to garage sales?”At one point Mr. Hill charged 25 cents merely for the privilege of viewing his vast collection of nautical trinkets. But most customers would leave only a little poorer, having been talked into, say, a rubber snake by the persistent Mr. Hill, part huckster and part sincere enthusiast — a “good merchandizer,” Mr. Neill said.

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Persons: Hill, Mr, Neill, Hook’s, ”, Trudy Hill, hitched, Matthew said, Jason, — Locations: Fulton, Lower Manhattan, Shore, Sands