Dear Diary,
'Land Ho!'
This afternoon the cry went up and I left my self imposed incarceration to get my first glimpse of New England.
How welcome the sight! I cannot wait to feel solid ground beneath my feet.
We are sailing down the coast and shall sail into the harbour at New York sometime tomorrow.
I sought out Ivor Biggen and probed him intently for some hours.
Kristin Chenowith - Home
14 years ago
1 comment:
Dear Wayne,
Probing Biggen eh? Why you old sea dog.
Ahoy,
B.
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