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Just a Story

Posted By: Peter
Date: Thursday, 9 June 2005, at 2:02 a.m.

I was in Newport a few years back. I was sailing in a regatta but the races were canceled because the wind was blowing out of the NE like a banshee.
We all cruised up to Castle hill, or whatever thy call it now, and relaxad on the lawn.
We watched the various "Vice Boats" head out into the slop to prove their mettle.... each struggled back in turn. Then, without fanfare, I spied a simple famliliar form of a B-31 slipping under the head like it was just any other summer day. "Nothing to it" she seemed to say. It makes you proud.