the call of the sea


I watched this ship set sail recently at sunset. As I did I remembered my dad because so many times he set sail in exactly the same way. If he was still with us he would have watched it leave just like me – only as she left he would have heard the call of the sea much more than me – a call so hard to resist. This ship sails under a Liberian flag – not only by the flag but also by the design one can tell she is a "salty" which means she is bound for shores far beyond the great lakes.

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