A young sailor boy came to see me today. It pleases me to have these lads seek me on their return from their first voyage, and tell me how much they have learned about navigation.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I like to sail. My son Caden and I are avid sailors.
I've always been a very careful sailor. I know, me and being careful - doesn't really sound right, does it? But when I sail, I take it seriously and take along spares for everything. You have to be careful when you're 1,500 miles from land. There's no one you can call. You're on your own.
I arrived in the U.S.A. in 1935, to San Francisco. I got the boat from China, and I didn't even speak English. I could read a little, perhaps write a little, but that was all. It was a 17-day journey, and I learnt to speak English from the stewards.
The days of languorous shore leave are long gone. Overnight stays are unheard of and sailor towns a distant memory. In better ports, seafarers head for a seamen's mission.
I'm not an experienced sailor.
As I've grown - dare I say it - older, I had hopes of indulging my dreams of being a sailor.
For this purpose I determined to keep an account of the voyage, and to write down punctually every thing we performed or saw from day to day, as will hereafter appear.
Every seaman is not only a navigator, but a merchant and also a soldier.
Ships are like children: they need individual attention.
We were suddenly faced with the necessity of training a lot of young men in the art of navigation.
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