Archive for March, 2009



Cozumel and Passion Island

Ryan called this morning. He is very concerned about four of his high school buddies who are about to be shipped off to Iraq. He had written them a long letter, and asked if we could print it and deliver the copies so they’d be sure and get it before they leave.

Our excursion didn’t leave until 11:00 am, so I hadn’t bothered to set the alarm. When I woke at 8:30, Ryan was long gone.

After a quick shower, I neatened up the room a little. The love seat was piled high with clothing and miscellaneous stuff – I…

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On the Bridge

It is always a relief when the holiday season comes to an end. Every year we vow to take it easy, and every year it gets more crazy… Happy New Year!

“…Bring a photo ID and your key card. Do you understand?”

“Certainly,” I replied.

Christine turned swiftly and marched off on her next mission. I spotted Ryan finally making his way through the security checkpoint.

“Hey –- we have something to do at 3:45.”

“I was gonna take a nap. Do I have time?”

“Forget that. Naps are for old guys. Take a nap when you get home.”

“What…

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Grand Cayman

I was putting in a new tape when I heard it. A woman screamed like she was being murdered – a blood curdling scream. Within seconds, a whole group of people joined in, adding their own screams to the mix. Men’s and women’s screams created an odd harmony of panic and horror. I ran to the stern, still trying to load the camera. I expected the worst – someone must be seriously hurt.

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Dining with the Captain

“Do you want to sit at the Captain’s table tonight?”

“Ah, gee. Not really. Do we have to? Would it be rude if we didn’t?”

That settled it. “Yea. It would be rude. We have to do it”. I had violated my own rule about dealing with children, or anyone else for that matter. Never offer a choice when there is really only one answer.

Guided by that little piece of hard-earned wisdom, I said “We’re going to the Cruise Critic party at 11:30.”

With no options given, Ryan simply nodded.

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