These stories were
penned by
my lovely wife.

My insparation,
and my help mate.

As Boat Stories Go . . .

5:30 AM Sunday Morning

"Honey" Randy asked, "did you hear a car?
Probably the newspaper guy. I can't sleep anyway so
I might as well get up. Maybe there is something in
the paper that we can't live without - like an old car or
boat or better yet a motor for the Span America. We
still need a motor for that old boat."

"Whatever" I mumbled and rolled over for a wake-up

The Rest of the Story
The Morhew from
Early Sunday Morning

Did you hear the newspaper guy? Oh heck, it’s here
by now.  I’ll start the coffee.”

“Okay!”  I yawned as I rolled over.  “Maybe I should
cancel that subscription so
we could sleep in on Sundays,”   I whispered into the

The Rest of the Story
The 27 Footerr
Our first ChrisCraft
The Thompson Story
Thompson Off Shore

It was fall and the swimming pool business has us out
closing/winterizing the pools in our area, which encompasses
about 70 miles all around us.
It was on a day of closing pools that we ran across this little beauty.
We had just finished a pool and were traveling around the lake to
the next pool to winterize. There she was sitting along the outer
edge of a marina lot filled with boats waiting to be winterized and
shrink wrapped.
Some one let out a shout "There's a wooden boat over there.  
Looks like a Lyman or a Thompson."  Whoa horses!  Too
late...had to go down a ways and turn around.  We had our
winterizing trailer behind the truck so we had to choose an
opportune place to make our turn-around.
The Rest of the story.....