Paul Heiney
Jan 24, 2020
3 minutes
‘The plotter could just be wrong – the lighthouse never will be’
Could there ever be anything more comforting after a long, open water passage than the brief but uplifting sight of a lighthouse’s sparkling beam when it first appears above horizon? There have been countless times when the hint of a looming light has made me want to kiss the deck and thank the Lord for a safe arrival. Wherever the landfall, and despite the GPS, I still scan the horizon for
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