Eternal Patrol
"There is a port of no return, where ships, May ride at anchor for a little space And then, some starless night, the cable slips, Leaving an eddy at the mooring place . . . Gulls, veer no longer. Sailor, rest your oar. No tangled wreckage will be washed ashore." . . . Leslie Nelson Jennings
This is a dedication to our shipmates that have gone before us to rig our boat for dive before we come aboard. If there are any shipmates that you know of that need to be added to our Place of Honor, please contact the webmaster. Click to continue...
"There is a port of no return, where ships, May ride at anchor for a little space And then, some starless night, the cable slips, Leaving an eddy at the mooring place . . . Gulls, veer no longer. Sailor, rest your oar. No tangled wreckage will be washed ashore." . . . Leslie Nelson Jennings
This is a dedication to our shipmates that have gone before us to rig our boat for dive before we come aboard. If there are any shipmates that you know of that need to be added to our Place of Honor, please contact the webmaster. Click to continue...
