The revenue cutter lay at anchor in the harbor with almost no one aboard. Her skipper died the day before from a heart attack. Most of her crew was ashore on leave, yucking it up at the local taverns.
Malcolm Williams — who was married to the equally famous Florence Reed — was caught swimming in front of his place by a patrol boat.
It was supposed to be a project for the ages. In reality, it never turned a profit and now most of it has vanished.
It was still dark. The only other things moving about were hardcore runners on the Back Cove trail and mosquitoes buzzing around my noggin.
We watched double-flippers come off a long rope swing as they plunged into the water over and over.
