August 22nd. Never leave on a Friday.

Written by Jack van Ommen on August 23rd, 2014

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So, I’ll ave to start the whole process over again. I should have been born 200 years earlier before engines spoiled the fun of a good sail.

 

2 Comments so far ↓

  1. Brother Stephen says:

    no doubt he was thoughtless in passing so close.
    maybe God sent him to cause your motor to quit early on, rather than later, at a more inopportune time.
    best of luck getting that air leak fixed!
    wishing you all the best.
    Stephen

  2. I promise to let you know which pleasant surprise God has come up with this time, brother Stephen.I’m a believer by now.

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