03 November 2008

Captain Tony, I will miss you.

I met CAPT Tony in his namesake bar in 2002 before going to sea for the first time. A wonderful, storied, dank little bar on a dark little street, in a small end of the world little town, Key West. He was in town for one night only, making his annual trip to his namesake bar for his birthday. He was larger than life, arriving in a white limo with an entourage of bubbly blondes. What serendipity. I asked him what advice he would give to someone going to sea for the first time. He told me, "Find yourself out there."

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