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My Lady, I was attending APQ 103 Radar School couresty of the Navy, being I was with VMCJ 2 (Fixed Wing Marine Corps Recon Squadron, RF-4Bs and EA-6As station at MCAS Cherry Point in NC) at the time, a member of the Playboy Squardron, and th Funky Fantom Foto Fixers Flub.....  Grey Ghosts, I smell a poem coming on.......

posted by FARSAILOR on November 6, 2006 at 5:05 AM | link to this | reply

My uncle was stationed at Whidbey, way back, as an aircraft mechanic,
career Navy, he's retired now.

posted by Blanche. on November 5, 2006 at 9:12 PM | link to this | reply

I've been over Deception Pass on the way to the Olympic Peninsula a few
times lately, my mother is in Sequim. It's wild and desolate, very treacherous waters, and when the subs come through the bridge goes up and traffic stops, an eerie reminder of the nuclear threat we live with here.   A very sobering sight, those Trident subs.

posted by Blanche. on November 5, 2006 at 9:11 PM | link to this | reply

THANK YOU
A flying cloud.  The NorthWest has always been special.  Once, long, long ago, when but a corporal with an uncertain future, while stationed at NAS Whitby Island, I spent the night alone on the beach near Deception Pass.  I shall never forget the sound of the breakers or the vision I had.

posted by FARSAILOR on November 5, 2006 at 9:09 PM | link to this | reply

Try this, FARSAILOR, I hope this link works, The Spirit of Chemainus.
http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Blanche017863/

posted by Blanche. on November 5, 2006 at 9:02 PM | link to this | reply

There is nothing like the feel of a sailing vessel under full sail, FARS,

You may not be able to see it too clearly, but I'll post a link to a photo of an amazing sailiing trip I was privileged to take several years ago.  It was a reproduction brigantine (I thought it was a frigate, but Nautikos corrected me). called The Spirit of Chemainus. 

90 feet long, two masts, I think, we sailed through the Canadian Gulf Islands for ten days. It was a heavenly experience.

posted by Blanche. on November 5, 2006 at 9:01 PM | link to this | reply