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My buddy from my Navy days was a petty officer named Mahan. Mahan's wife, Stella, is the story's focus- and I'd better let you know at the beginning that Stella is a mermaid - elegant tail and all.* Neither family was thrilled with the match. The Mahans wished Walt had married an Irish Shidhe, one …
Just out of Boot Camp and knowing almost nothing about how the Navy worked, I sat by as sailors and petty officers senior to me decided how to explain their idleness on a log sheet. My impression of the workday was that it had been full of BS, coffee, and some very random work. It …
I come from a predominantly Merchant Marine family. On both sides of the family tree, generations of sailors precede me—seamen, marine engineers, fishermen, and more. My Uncle and I diverged a bit and went to sea as members of the Navy. But plus, thirty years as a maritime carver creating transom banners, quarter boards, eagles, …
The Saturday after Thanksgiving ( here stateside) marks the anniversary of the sinking of the sidewheel steamer Portland during the Gale of 1898. This year, we observed the 125th. Some 198 passengers and crew lost their lives when a gale with winds of up to a hundred miles an hour overwhelmed the Portland. It's sometimes …
I- In the beginning October has always been an iffy time of year for me—relationships blowing up, the deaths of friends, and some genuinely awful road trips. It was an odd collection of things: off-ramps to places that didn't appear on the map, getting rides with people from weird sects who wanted to convert me …
Today is National Talk Like a Pirate Day. In honor of it, I've decided to break a fifty-year silence. This is no fairy tale or folly; I was there when it happened. So listen up! In the hurricane that whipped up the coast in early October, the schooner Periwinkle had gotten caught threading the eye …
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Daily writing promptWhat time do you go to bed and wake up currently?View all responses So I bet you have never heard of Mr. Wakey Wakey, have you? It was a Naval boogyman; a story told you young sailors on their first deployment. You were in a vast, cavernous ship built during the Second World War. …
OK. What is it with me and all the damned sailing ships I carve? Well, this is no shit (TINS), and you can ask any of my family; they were there!Well, it goes back a long way. To my earliest memories. Branded into memory is a vision of me as a babe lying on a …
I had two bosses in an operating room I worked in. Sophia had a poster on her office wall of a turtle reminding you that the turtle only made progress when it stuck its neck out. On the other hand, Betty had a little cubby hole office with a poster of two vultures sitting on a tree in the desert. One bird looks at the other and states, " Wait for something to die? Hell, I'm going to go kill something!
One could refer to parts of my life as hapless excursions into absurdity
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