In 1976, I was fortunate enough to be on a tugboat in Boston Harbor, assisting the parade of Tall Ships for the Bicentennial. It was quite an experience.
Yesterday, there was a Tall Ships parade into Cleveland Harbor and 16 of us paddled out to view it from kayaks. The array of ships didn’t match that of Boston, but the experience was right up there. Nothing like viewing ships of the line up close and personal from water level. My friends kept turning to each other and asking, “Can you believe this?”
When you approach the end of life, what do you have but your memories? As someone said, life is a big canvas. Throw a lot of paint on it.
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