Friday, February 3, 2017

Oh Dear

A few years ago we were sailing off the Virginia coast in the wake of a hurricane when an unusually large wave came out of the blue, sweeping over the cabin top. It had been hot and relativly calm, so we had most of the hatches open. My wife happened to be sitting under one of them.

Judging from the stories I'm still hearing, she apparently didn't understand how I could calmly say "wave," instead of something more colorful.

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