This past Saturday, I was attending the 16th Annual Camp Gordon Johnston Reunion. As part of the festivities, the New Orleans LCU was supposed to make a mock amphibious landing on Carrabelle Beach to simulate the WWII training activities that occurred there in the early ’40’s.
Unfortunately, the beach was too shallow for the New Orleans to complete the landing. All was not lost, however. The crew gave tours of the craft. Our tour guide was this very nice young man, Lieutenant (I think) Weinstein:
Maybe it’s just all of the uncertainty of our family’s struggle with continued unemployment, but as much as I love all things military watercraft, it just seemed that the words on the boat summarized my life right now:
It often feels like something stinks:
Thank goodness I have friends with whom I can:
And say what’s on my mind:
And, as always, I need to keep my options open:
Wife of one, Mom of two, Friend of many. My pronouns are she/her/hers.