Saturday, September 15, 2007
I saw a man who had no feet.
Many times in my life I have revisited the creed "I complained because I had no shoes until I met a man who had no feet". The poor devil who owns this boat may not even realize yet that the harbor master found his boat sunk on his mooring. Sea Tow, which is a service likened to ambulance chasers, drug this boat back to our yard, while it was underwater. It was artfully moved onto the sling, still underwater, and the SlingMaster Andy jiggered it until it flipped. If you look closely you can see some of the floating floorboards that had come loose during the process.