reub wrote:As for why I came back from the Bahamas? Well, the ship left the damn port. That's why.
I flew to the Freeport one time about 15 years ago. I was supposed to meet my buddy and some friends with his boat to go fishing and diving there. The waters, however, were too rough for him to get his 37' Haddares down there so I took a puddle jumper the next day back to Florida. Sitting directly in front of me was none other than F. Lee Bailey. I could've easier flicked my finger on the back of head. I was reading a legal thriller at the time, so after we got off the plane I introduced myself to him. We exchanged a few pleasantries, he signed my book and off he went.