Thursday, July 30
First of all, to Doug, Paul, Randy, Missy and all family members, Chris and I are so sorry for
your loss. Donnie was the best. At 6'4" he was a big guy. But what was bigger was his smile.
Whenever you saw him, it was that way.
I'll tell a little story here about Donnie that i will never forget, although i might have forgot
a few of the details, it was Forty years ago. I don't think we had drivers licenses yet, so we
had to find a way to get to the surf. The Seeths had this 13' or 14' little fiberglass dory with
a couple of bench seats and an engine. I think it was affectionately call "the pot" someone
correct me if i'm wrong. So Donnie and I, i can't remember if anyone else was with us, take
off for Flies. Hell i can't even remember is there was any surf. But i remember on leaving
Flies we ran into a wall of fog. Not being much of a boater at that time i was more than a
little nervous about this. Didn't phase Donnie at all. I think we came ashore in Shinnecock
bay once then before i knew it the fog lifted and we were in the canal headed for the locks.
The boy was just a born captain. God bless you Donnie you're Captaining the big ship now.
love,
tom and chris
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ReplyDeleteMany, many fog-shrouded trips to Shinnecock Inlet in the Pot. I always worried about the stack of surfboards as we pounded thru the chop with just a towel between each if we thought to bring enough towels. We found corners and pockets of Shinnecock bay thru the fog that could well have been previously undiscovered.
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