“Shit. Last nite was like the nite the Edmund Fitzgerald went down.”
Weasel, responding to questions about the storm last night.
I went down to the boat and made sure everything was okay after the heavy winds. A few of the neighboring boats had ripped sails and one boat came off its cleats. Wow.
Mon, Dec. 16th, 2002, 03:17 pm
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