Fort Walton Yacht Club Letter Log
DECEMBER 2018
CHRISTMAS EVE ON ARIEL
30° 25.60’N 86° 35.58’W
W.O.W.
This night before Christmas, we’re home on our boat.
Our socks are still dry; thank God we’re afloat!
The ladies of the Ft. Walton Yacht Club
members, spouses, friends - are ALL looking
forward to the holidays. Past Hostesses of
WOW have especially planned this month's
activities. Lunch, the 6th of December at 11:30
am - we will be decorating the Commodores
Room Christmas tree with our handmade
ornaments. Of course, we'll enjoy our usual
yummy luncheon and some holiday singing.
What fun that will be!!
On Thursday evening, the 20th of Decem-
ber, our cocktail group will enjoy a special
evening of relaxation before the last of the
Christmas Rush. Do join us!
We encourage all of you to come and enjoy
the experience of WOW's regular monthly
gatherings. Ladies are encouraged to get
to know each other and to become better
informed about FWYC events.
Come and join us!!
Call the office at 243-7102 for more info.
Christmas stockings are hung in the most salty air.
The presents are stowed over here – over there.
Our children are gone and grandkids, as well.
We seem to have gotten irresponsible as hell!
Mom works in her galley, while I change the oil.
Soon we’ll settle down for a night free from the toil.
But wait! There’s a sigh, turning into a howl.
We bolt out the hatch, first a smile then a scowl.
Well, wouldn’t you know it, the winds are Force 10.
Old anchor’s a-dragging; we’ll practice our Zen.
As quick as it starts, it just fades away.
The moon’s back a-shining; the stars hold their sway.
Then silently yonder began to appear
Eight silver-gray dolphins and not one reindeer.
Hey look! They are pulling a man with a beard.
He’s holding a trident and laughing real weird.
They zoom by our boat with a twist and a turn.
Big ones jumping and smiling while little ones learn.
They’re out of the water, then back with a splash,
Hard a-port, hard a-starboard, but they never crash!
They speed by the bow, then they circle the stern…
Faster still faster…we’ve so much to learn.
And as they dove downwind, clear out of our sight,
“Merry Christmas,” was heard, “Have a wonderful
night!”
A poem by Captain Bill Lowerison 1998
Seafarer's Book Club
Thursday, December 13 th
6:00 PM - 7:00 PM
In the Commodore's Room
Ariel Lowerison
850 585 1216 [email protected]
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