Yes, that is true. Our need to judge tempers , and we become open to a broader sense of acceptance.
My late husband was the Edgartown Harbormaster at the time of the Chappaquiddick incident.
It was his usual nightly ritual, before retiring for the evening, to make one last sweep of the harbor.
From the bottom of the harbor near Katama Bay, to the outer harbor just past the lighthouse , he made his last patrol checking for anything out of the usual; a person in need, a dragged mooring, a capsized vessel, a person in the water.
That particular night, the good fortune of a babysitter allowed me to make the run with him.
At approximately the same time that Ted Kennedy would have been making his swim, we crossed past the Chappy ferry slip several times with nothing unusual to report.
Also, having been a seaman for most of his life, my husband was very aware of the time and tide.
We have always had our own opinions as to what happened that tragic night
Yes I know of your husband. I wish I had known him. Thank you so much for your comment. I was hoping for just this, from someone who was there. Maybe you could share this with your other friends from Edgartown? I would love to hear what they have to say.
He was for sure intoxicated. So at best that's negligence. Who knows. Even now looking back on the post I see that it could have gone in other directions.
So well written.
So we’ll expressed.
Agreed
Thank you. This was not how I saw it through the years. We age and see differently.
Yes, that is true. Our need to judge tempers , and we become open to a broader sense of acceptance.
My late husband was the Edgartown Harbormaster at the time of the Chappaquiddick incident.
It was his usual nightly ritual, before retiring for the evening, to make one last sweep of the harbor.
From the bottom of the harbor near Katama Bay, to the outer harbor just past the lighthouse , he made his last patrol checking for anything out of the usual; a person in need, a dragged mooring, a capsized vessel, a person in the water.
That particular night, the good fortune of a babysitter allowed me to make the run with him.
At approximately the same time that Ted Kennedy would have been making his swim, we crossed past the Chappy ferry slip several times with nothing unusual to report.
Also, having been a seaman for most of his life, my husband was very aware of the time and tide.
We have always had our own opinions as to what happened that tragic night
Yes I know of your husband. I wish I had known him. Thank you so much for your comment. I was hoping for just this, from someone who was there. Maybe you could share this with your other friends from Edgartown? I would love to hear what they have to say.
“Res ipsa loquitur” was my sad conclusion as a teenager on the shore at the time, and a life lesson.
He was for sure intoxicated. So at best that's negligence. Who knows. Even now looking back on the post I see that it could have gone in other directions.