In the Crystal Green of the Caribbean

Adventures start in the mind. At least that’s what I have come to understand as an adult looking backward. But as an 8-year-old boy in the Spring of 1969, staring over the side of the boat at the clearest crystal green water I had ever seen in my short years, adventure was the American VirginContinue reading “In the Crystal Green of the Caribbean”

Memories of a Desperate Shore

Inspired by stories and poetry speaking on the plight of sailor’s wives… San FranciscoMay 3rd, 1871 Dearest heart, You did not return to me. I am beside myself in worry. I have paced the shore and cliffs this day and more. No ship or light have I seen. No word or rumor have I heard.Continue reading “Memories of a Desperate Shore”