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| | From:  Lettie011 (Original Message) | Sent: 9/13/2005 11:10 AM |
| South east of Jefferson and four blocks north we came upon an old coloured gentleman blowing Blues Tunes on a horn,it was that soulfull music you heard down here before the storm,it eats into you and cradles your being,this guy was good - real good.So I said "Pardon me Sir for disturbing you,but why are you playing your heart out so when there is no one to hear except the guys in this boat,should you not just sit beside us and play yourself to safety.?"-- The old Gentleman just looked at me,a tear in his eye,smiled,and said " Son,I am playing so ALL New Orleans can hear,you just run allong,ill be fine just fine." and went back playing his horn.-- Us? We just sailed away.Were we wrong? | | The suction was overwhelming everything was entering the malestorm,round and round it all went before--- SlUUUUURP! Down the hole-- into the abys-- lost forever-- like an overfilled bathtub draining! -- Holy shit Chief ! Cried the young Snotty,eyes wide with fright,you should know what to do,you should save us!The young Gentleman was beside himself -- the noise -- the movement --- The old Chief gave him a pat on the back and said -- "Dont you worry Sir! For I am here"-- and at that switched off the Levi Pump.LOL | Nice kids bike that you think,you go over and close a front door,an automatic responce-- known in the service as "conditioned"-- on you go-- a girl in a summer frock flits past,golden hair streaming,she has a dog on a leash --- on you go--- a car with it head lamps on --- on you go----- you hear a noise and look up--- an outboard prop whiches over in a stream of foam--- OK.SNOFU.as they say in the service-- your at 4mts.-- so on you go. | Ok I know its hard to understand you not being a diver and all,to give you an idea my first recovery dive was on a fishing duo that went missing on Rice Lake Ontario.It was late Summer and two guys went fishing in a skiff with no life preservers on.They were reported late in and we found them the next day in 18mtrs. We droped down a shot line onto a floor of eel grass,a bright green carpet studed with turtles and fish,the Sun was sending down golden shafts of light which played on the green carpet of the lake bed like tiny spot lamps on a dance floor.My buddy was the first to spot the skiff,so we smam over,in the skiff was one guy,he had the "Drowning look" which is a halfway house between "Hey! Why am I here" and "Fear" the other guy was close by in the foetal position common in most drownings.My mind went through a Kalieidoscope of emotions ranging from fear to anger at these guys for making me be there and risking my live.Then I had a revelation if you like ,it is what I wanted to do, I was there for me and not for them.So I stayed with them in that beutifull place full of fish,turtles,eel grass and golden shafts of light whilst my buddy went for the other guys who came for them and took them home. Do you think im nuts? | | "We were motoring down by the levi breach when we spotted an old lady on a porch with a cat on her lap.We sidled over and said " Hi MAM" - Should you not be evacuated?" The little old lady said pulling out a big 44 revolver from under the cat " Now! you boys just get allong,hear! Old Manson my neigbour was that "Evacuated" and they shot his dog right on his front porch.just like that!" It broke his heart.So! Just you boys get allong!" So we said -- " Mam! We would NEVER shoot your cat cos all our boys love a nice pussy" The old lady looked at us for a LOOOOOOONG time,then without a word handed the 44 "Hog Leg" to the coxwain and the cat to the bowman,stepped into the boat and said to me with a glint in her eye -- " I thaught all Canadians preferred Beaver" LOL. | | Sureal in the extreme! --- "One of our guys looked out of a scuttle (Porthole to the land based) and spotted a kid on a makeshift raft.this kid had a tin at his feet and a banjo which he was playing like the demented.So our guy shouted " Hey Kid! Want to be rescued ?" and the kid shouted back "What! and loose the business?-- Put some money in the tin man -- THIS is New Orleans -- Welcome! " | | " We were heading East towards River Road when one of our bow watchers spots a guy in a big Neon Yellow life preserver swimming like he had an outboard up his ass -- so on goes the sireen and everyone locks and loads-- When the guy spots us he stops-- We hook him in to see a real big coloured guy who is not happy.--- he says--" What do you assholes want,cant a guy go for groceries no more?" -- so we said -- "Where?".So he said -- " Wallmart!Where else? They give points there,aint you heard?Where you been bro?Hey! You aint American" and at that he swims off.-- god knows where. | | | |
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| Directions Directions. " One of our guys,a slow boy at times they say,is standing on the Jefferson Highway --- all dry 4ft of it that is --- when a flotila of canoos aproach him filled with people.The guy in the lead canoo and the leader of the croup so it seems to our slow guy says--"Greetings Brother,I was a wondering where safety might lie for us,you being a soldier and all ,should know this.-- our slow one looks at this guy and says -- " I aint a Soldier as a Canadian"--- so the guy in the canoo says--" OK Brother you being a Canadian,where does safety lie?"-- at that the slow one breaks down and says -- "I dont know! They left me here! I'm from Newfoundland-- take me with you?" LOL. | | " South east of 5th we are finning allong at 5mtrs and can see Jack Shit! when the lead diver whangs head first into a submerged Winibago,so everyone surfaces to find a guy in a kids inflatable - you know the coloured ones with the frills - tied to the Wini - he said "What do you bums want?" - we said - "Nothing Bro,our leader just whanged into the Winni below you so we wanna see if he is OK"-- the guy said "Any dammage?"-- we said -- "Only a dent in his pride" and he said "Dent HUH!You best have insurance bud!" LOL. | LOL, I love these people,they are crazy,I want to live here cos I would fit right in. | Para is sitting on the aft port side bollard beside the Heli-Deck,at his feet is a big plastic tub filled with water drawn from the Briny.He is scrubbing at some SCUBA kit and watching the "Pond Life" buzzing about in the tub when in comes a big USMC Copter whos down draft blows over the tub,Para and the "Pond Life"--over the side via the freeing ports goes the "Pond Life" and some of the SCUBA kit -- " FOR F---'S SAKE " Screams Para in that calm way all Airborne troops have of communicating with their fellow man,looking up he can see a helmeted head hanging out of a window,the head shouts -- " Hey you! Yeh You! What Canadian Ship is this? -- So Para being a kind and helpfull soul shouts back -- "HMCS Titanic Buddy"-- At that the Copter lifts of with a wave from the heads owner who shouts --- "Thanks Buddy -- Sorry --- wrong Ship".LOL | | As dumb as they come.--Our slow guy is set with the herculean task of watching the painting detail dont paint something they "auta notta" when they are nearing the dive shack.--- "Hey Buddy! That dive boat needs a freshing,want it painted?"-- "Well-- OK I Guess"-- says a doubtfull dumb ass.---" Hey Buddy! Those cylinders look bad,want them painted?" --- "Well--- OK I guess" -- says a doubtfull dumb ass,his head is heating up with all these decisions,he dont feel well.The Dive Chief steps out of the dive shack and quick as a flash the painter says to the slow guy " Hey Buddy! that Dive Chief looks tatty,whada you think" ----- Guess!---- LOL. | " The Divers found the Seagull,it was flapping aimlessly on the deck,a big Marine Guard stepped forward -- " Best Kill it Bro,it aint no use to anyone" he said lifting his rifle as a club--- "Wham!"-- next thing the Marine is on his ass nursing a sore chin --- Para lifts the seagull which is pecking hard in defiance and takes it to the Divers shack,the divers name it Pegasus in honour of Para,they care for it,they nurse it ,even when it rebells and pecks at them,it becomes one of them,then one day Para takes the Gull out onto the Afterdeck, and the Gull ,after a few faltering attempts, lifts into the air,soaring and dipping it buzzes Para,free in the air,the way it should be ,The way ALL Airborne should be.--- The Big Marine spots Para ,walks over and shakes his hand.Nods and walks off squinting in the early morning light ,looking at the Gull soaring,the Gull that was no use to anyone." | "Swooosh,in a welterof bubbbles and foam the Divers drop into the Ocean,the Ocean floor is 25,000 ft below them -- the Abys --- on the floor of the Ocean ,the Abysmal plane,it is black!Other than Weird and Wonderfull Sea creatures producing it -- no light -no sunlight -- no weed - nothing! The divers swim arround the ship,checking this and checking that,a standard drill.--- A Diver looks down,into the twilight zone,into the blackness,what is he looking for?Sea Deamons? The old Mariners tails? -- Deamons of the Deep-- A Denizion of the Abys? -- Suddenly,coming towards him is a shape-- it is looming large and menacing-- his heard begins to pound-- the shape is accelerating -- picking up speed -- panic enters his being -- he starts to hyperventilate,a deadly danger to divers --- he can feel his heart trying to escape from his chest! ---- Then!-- Suddenly!-- Just as he passes out! -- --- His mind registeres the Ships Anchor passing him at speed.It is being hauled in after chain cleaning -- another standard drill.--- LOL. | | | | | |
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