Our "business" is now finished. The prizes are shipped. Graybeard will be mailing the group photo to each of you shortly. You'll be notified by freepmail the results of our cruise fundraising effort for FR.
This thread will always be open in case you want to post something. Just bookmark it and ping those you want to address.
Thanks for being such wonderful shipmates. I hope to see you all again in the future. And certainly, our bond will remain as we post on the pages of the FR forum.
I leave you with a final song of the sea by John Masefield:
A wind's in the heart of me, a fire's in my heels
I'm tired of brick and stone and rumbling wagon-wheels
I hunger for the sea's edge, the limit of the land
Where the wild old Atlantic is shouting on the sand
Oh, I'll be going, leaving the noises of the street
To where a lifting foresail-foot is yanking at the sheet
To a windy, tossing anchorage where yawls and ketches ride
Oh I'll be going, going until I meet the tide
And first I'll hear the sea-wind, the mewing of the gulls
The clucking, sucking of the sea about the rusty hulls
The songs at the capstan at the hooker warping out
And then the heart of me'll know I'm there or thereabout
Oh, I'm sick of brick and stone, the heart of me is sick
For windy, green, unquiet sea, the realm of Moby Dick
And I'll be going, going from the roaring of the wheels
For a wind's in the heart of me, a fire's in my heels
Happy sails to you until we meet again.
Leni/MinuteGal
The prints are in the U.S. Mail.