Privileged

It's not nice to tell stories out of school...you know, drop the dirt on the former significant other who ruined your life. It's so much better to be discreet rather than indiscreet. But I woke up this morning with the urge to slander, defame, and abuse one particular person from whom I learned so much …

Greasing The Skids!

Comic panel with sailors aboard ship; text reads: “It’s the long game, lads... learn when to batten down and when to weather the storm. And know your knotwork.” “Lieutenant, this is a disgrace! I ordered the rigging secured twelve twelve hours ago!”

Various friends of mine have had opinions regarding karma, but the one that stuck with me is that of Bosun Mate First Class John O'Toole, " Karma is wonderful, but it sometimes needs a bit of help." What O'Toole meant was that waiting for the snotty first lieutenant to get caught with his pants down …

O’Dark Thirty

I know when and where I'm not. It's not Navy, and it's not Maine.

Distance, Time, Emotions, and States of Mind

Stone relief reading “A Multi-Legged Beast: The Marriage.”

One of the longest trips I ever took was just a short hop from Mid-Coast Maine to Boston. It was the final act in the drama between my first wife and me. The summer had been spent in a little cabin on the west side of the island; daily I commuted by bike to either …

The Rangeley Boat

Four men examine restored wooden boat labeled Guide’s Grace

The Rangeley Boat could handle almost any challenge an adventurous 19 years old could throw at it. 

Foam and Froth

When you are out in a bad enough blow, there can come a moment when the distinction between the water and air becomes indistinct.

Sufficient Unto the Day Is the Evil There Of

"Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof."

The Sea, The Sea

Well, as you read this, I am getting ready to embark on a seven-day cruise up to Maine and the Canadian Maritimes. I should be posting regularly, but I have to find out how the internet works aboard. Last time I cruised, it was in a 34-foot wooden ketch, and I was the bewildered mate. …

Waterfront

Let's start with the fact that I love my home, garden, my neighborhood, and generally all of the circumstances of my home life. What's missing? Being portside, near the ocean, and the scent of the tides. I grew up in New York City. Two rivers affected by the tides were within walking distance, and the …

The Markets

Former petty office first class John O'Toole loved to get in little digs at me. He remembered when I was " not the sharpest tool in the kit." In short, he remembered when I was an addled brain sailor whose sea locker and sea bag always needed a good tossing and cleanup before inspections.