I used to be bold, that is, foolish and reckless, thinking it was
courage. Then I went to the "Nam" in 1967. Since then I have decided
that, while not essentially desirable under either situation, it is one
thing to go out in a blaze of glory for some sort of cause, but it would
be really embarrassing to be killed by one's "hobby." So I take every
precaution I can think of while on the water. When I go, I want
everybody crying, not laughing and shaking their heads.
:)
Steve Barnes sailing a Capri-16, #74, no name yet,
and selling a WWP-14, Popeye, #561, in San Diego.
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