Comments: Recycled, again...

We had our "Jack", too, in a small town on Lake Superior. A "Captain Jack" he was too. With no ship, but tales and mischeif aplenty. The girls he flattered and the boys followed him around town as if he were the Pied Piper.
"Cap'n Jack" was much sought after for his words of "wisdom" and all of our gains, as kiddos, went to Cap'n Jack.
When he passed, us kiddos, built a small ship in his honor and set it afire and afloat from a small beach on the shore of Lake Superior.
The town (pop. 4000), did mourn for Cap'n Jack. His bride never shed a tear.
Twenty-eight years, to this day, a wreath is laid on the same shore for Cap'n Jack, on the anniversary of his sailing.
He was a wonder, he was.

Posted by imp on June 22, 2007 07:28 AM