We all have a story to tell.
I learned at an early.
When I went ashore in foreign ports, I never felt that I was more than a taxi ride away From home.
The ships became my home and floating workplace.
For the next 48 years, I sailed the world carrying cargo From one country to another.
My father gave me two choices: stay home and fish or ship out.
Mine is a sea story that started in 1948 when I turned 14 and no further education was available to me.
We all have a story to tell