tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1218270884216778811.post8973875786250721979..comments2010-02-08T16:25:40.459-07:00quin brownehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09804746948797234402noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1218270884216778811.post-7256910941124743852010-02-08T16:25:40.459-07:002010-02-08T16:25:40.459-07:00(Loved that image of grandad sailing away. Gave me a satisfying chuckle...)Stephhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04303456095972755310noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1218270884216778811.post-70102628504834369022010-02-01T17:12:24.546-07:002010-02-01T17:12:24.546-07:00Yep, this would be the scene in the film that everyone always remembered and chuckled about. I will. ;)Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03204662879792041735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1218270884216778811.post-35892253206558444072010-01-17T04:10:59.089-07:002010-01-17T04:10:59.089-07:00Yippee Cayee, Granddaddy&#39;s riding the waves set off by son of a gun on which he toiled so hard...loved it...if he were alive he might have said, &quot;Well, we built it right, so why couldn&#39;the future generations take care of right and she&#39;d stood forever.Harperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15164148666810818891noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1218270884216778811.post-1756945521091588812010-01-14T13:39:55.752-07:002010-01-14T13:39:55.752-07:00Awesome anecdote. Well said. The subject matter notwithstanding, of course.Will Conleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03895316071064562648noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1218270884216778811.post-88250907867734977462010-01-12T07:00:35.631-07:002010-01-12T07:00:35.631-07:00waving goodbye to granddad here! Glad you decided to post.Dee Martinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05077141911351737390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1218270884216778811.post-81121164411616598872010-01-12T03:47:29.867-07:002010-01-12T03:47:29.867-07:00Somehow all the lowercase enforces it as a thought. As if the writer can&#39;t believe it either.Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05093923008179106837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1218270884216778811.post-42776223658959632782010-01-11T21:54:20.107-07:002010-01-11T21:54:20.107-07:00Quin, I&#39;ve just read a bunch of your stories. You&#39;re such a good writer. You&#39;ve got it in your bones, girl. I&#39;ll be back to read more of them.The Green Stone Womanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05043376053971475659noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1218270884216778811.post-83997795753953922722010-01-10T19:13:27.527-07:002010-01-10T19:13:27.527-07:00Promising yourself things can be dangerous. Still got a little chuckle, though.Bernard S. Jansenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13194421719317300410noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1218270884216778811.post-24678512194003440022010-01-10T08:47:15.959-07:002010-01-10T08:47:15.959-07:00I didn&#39;t like mine, either. And such a good word, too. But this I like. I totally see the direction.ThomGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13286670695334830471noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1218270884216778811.post-10879922369085413112010-01-09T00:36:07.052-07:002010-01-09T00:36:07.052-07:00I think I see where you were going,,,, <br />which I usually don&#39;t<br />maybe why you hesitated with this one?<br />OK, but the reality you drew from was worth remembering.Diannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18323454057921441274noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1218270884216778811.post-18265872014710114922010-01-08T23:35:10.583-07:002010-01-08T23:35:10.583-07:00Nice, short and vivid.<br /><br /><br /><br />Of course, even though it&#39;s not there, I keep thinking of &quot;O Brother, Where Art Thou?&quot;Cormac Brownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02990698766444728760noreply@blogger.com