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A sailing ship alone in time and space is longing for a way to die at sea. It is not known to men what did take place Was there a storm, or was it mutiny? But known it this: she is a floating wreck. The wood is cracking and some sails are torn and tired seabirds just omit the deck. The ship moves on, alone and so forlorn. The night is still, dead’s silence and no waves. The ship is...

This picture was made in a Danish port, about 1927 I think. The little girl is my mother, born...

You have to have aged a little (in my case I’ve aged a lot) to grasp the emotional significance of Memorial Day. When you are a kid, hey, it’s another holiday. When you are working, it’s time off. But when you’re past retirement age of 65, as I am way past, memories on this holiday flame up and vividly force you recall wonderful ex-servicemen and friends from long...

i left off the previous blog with me arriving at Camp Shanks, NY.. Shorly after that, our division was loaded on the good ship General J.R. Brooks. After 14 days in a convoy and joining many sea sick buddies in rough north Atlantic seas, we landed in Marseille, France. Over the side of the ship, down a rope net, with full gear on our back and into a landing craft. Scared, you bet. Once on...

Christmas is probably the time of year everyone wants to spend with their relatives. This is what my parents must have thought too in december 1966 and so my mother and I got on board of the vessel Vlieree, a very ugly coaster my father was captain of in those days. We quite often joined him, in but also beyond holidays on a number of coasters from different shipping company’s even in...

Party on the Spirit of Washington! The Scarlet Threads of Largo took a luncheon cruise on...