Well, it's another real sad week for me this week. A dear friend of mine that I used to date was lost to the sea. He was a ships' pilot and fell into the bay and the Coast Guard didn't find him. We had dated for a while and he was a really nice man. We just didn't want the same thing, but remained friends. I hadn't heard from him recently. Imagine my shock when I came home from work the other day and turned on the tv and there on the news was the report about what had happened to him. I couldn't believe it! I prayed that maybe it was a mistake somehow or if it was him, that they would find him alive. But realistically I knew that would not be the case. It was during the coldest time of the winter, the water was 39 degrees, six foot seas and 20-25 knot winds. He leaves behind a Daughter, Son and some Grandchildren. Bless his soul and I hope that he's lookin down on me from that great big ship in the sky and smiling that familiar smile and callin me kiddo like he always did. RIP LynnD. I will never forget the fun times and how you were always a gentleman in every sense of the word.
