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All loose things seem to drift down to the sea, and so did I.

I was happiest between the waves.

At sea, I feel comfortable and I come to rest.

My first encounter with the ocean was on the Jersey Shore when I was three years old and I got knocked over by a wave. The ocean certainly got my attention! It wasn't frightening, it was more exhilarating.

I kind of went through a rough period. I could have kept going down that road and then off the cliff and into the ocean.

It wasn't like I felt I was on a wave. It was just so easy. It is only afterwards that I thought I really had a bit of good luck going on there with Yazoo.

Without anxiety and illness I should have been like a ship without a rudder.

I have come up at the end of a dive, and the boat was not where I left it. I had to take care of a buddy who did panic. But I was confident the boat would come back.

I never was on the dull, tame shore, But I loved the great sea more and more.