jdlough
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So, I was 53 years old............
So, a while back my parents visited me at my new Eastern Shore abode, with new dock and boats.
I wanna give them a boat ride, to forestall arguments about 'moving away from the city.'
The weather was iffy, "10-70 knts, tornadoes, death&destruction, drizzle."
Fine, whatever, they're here. I'm takin them on the dang boat.
I get them on the boat. My mother complains that my pilings look 'dirty'.
We put around. Sun disappears behind Dorothy-sized clouds. I decide to head back. My mom says, "What, we're not going into the Bay? Fakename (bro-in-law) took us into the Bay. I say, Fakename took you out in summer on a nice day; It's time to head back. My father stands up to 'help'. A wave slams into the side of his head, looses his glasses.
My mom complains. It's background noise. I'm flipping on the power to the 3000GPH backup pump.
My mom, "Do you have an umbrella? I'm gonna find an umbrella..." My dad, "Sit down, I'll find the umbrella". Starts opening hatches..........
Meanwhile, wind is opposing tides coming in from the Tangier Sound. It is not looking good. So, we chug along at 3 knts, getting home. At the dock, I have opposing wind and current to deal with, to enter a tiny boat lift slot. I'm about to use some serious for and aft motor surges. So I shout. "SIT YOUR *** DOWN"
Which he does.
Later, my mom's wondering why we just didn't head 'out into open water'.
My dad said he thought we were all dead, until he heard me yell to him, "Sit your *** down"
He figurred I knew what I was doing, then.
A bit late, but I suppose I have now passed into adulthood, at least according to my dad.
Anyway, that friggen Gilligan song is forever stuck in my head when ever I see a cloud..........
So, a while back my parents visited me at my new Eastern Shore abode, with new dock and boats.
I wanna give them a boat ride, to forestall arguments about 'moving away from the city.'
The weather was iffy, "10-70 knts, tornadoes, death&destruction, drizzle."
Fine, whatever, they're here. I'm takin them on the dang boat.
I get them on the boat. My mother complains that my pilings look 'dirty'.
We put around. Sun disappears behind Dorothy-sized clouds. I decide to head back. My mom says, "What, we're not going into the Bay? Fakename (bro-in-law) took us into the Bay. I say, Fakename took you out in summer on a nice day; It's time to head back. My father stands up to 'help'. A wave slams into the side of his head, looses his glasses.
My mom complains. It's background noise. I'm flipping on the power to the 3000GPH backup pump.
My mom, "Do you have an umbrella? I'm gonna find an umbrella..." My dad, "Sit down, I'll find the umbrella". Starts opening hatches..........
Meanwhile, wind is opposing tides coming in from the Tangier Sound. It is not looking good. So, we chug along at 3 knts, getting home. At the dock, I have opposing wind and current to deal with, to enter a tiny boat lift slot. I'm about to use some serious for and aft motor surges. So I shout. "SIT YOUR *** DOWN"
Which he does.
Later, my mom's wondering why we just didn't head 'out into open water'.
My dad said he thought we were all dead, until he heard me yell to him, "Sit your *** down"
He figurred I knew what I was doing, then.
A bit late, but I suppose I have now passed into adulthood, at least according to my dad.
Anyway, that friggen Gilligan song is forever stuck in my head when ever I see a cloud..........
