Have you seen the press?
Clooney, Heslov, Bearman.
An island’s dirty little secret.
Memories flood in.
Hippies, honey-bear cookies and my best friend Bear.
Carefree days roaming freely.
Wind in my hair.
Sun on my face.
People I looked up to, lived with, laughed with.
And then… the screeching brakes of reality.
The curtain pulls back.
The rumors, the stories, the news.
Here’s what Sixty Minutes said about it.
It’s only a sliver of the story.
I was reminiscing on times gone by when I came across this. The boat looked really familiar. Here’s one of it from around 1977 after we had taken it from Lance. It spent about 5 years service with US Customs as an undercover patrol boat off the channel islands.
I’m following you as well. I enjoy your writing and your blog, 🙂
Thank you for visiting my blog to read my Guest Post from pacificparatrooper.wordpress.com. gpcox Guest Posts once a month, on the 2nd Tuesday, so stop in again… or sooner, if you’ve a mind to. I enjoy visitors and especially comments. I get to write more about the letters from my grandfather to his sons scattered around the globe between 1939 and 1946. Enjoyed my visit here and I’m now following you.
Thanks Moorbey. Truly honored.
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Glad to be able to read you again 🙂
Thanks poetjena. I’m honored.
Had been missing your unique style of writing Ken! So great to see this latest post!! 🙂
what alley?the one behind Mrs . Luzars house?
I never liked Bear on a leash. It seemed like he always had his own agenda. As soon as I would round the alley I would set him free. He would go his way. I would go my way. Some how we always connected before I hit the alley. Put the leash back on. I always thought nobody was the wiser. Those were fun days.
Dude I was just about to message you the link to this exact article,remember when we would take bear to the park?lol