Coastal Event Memories

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The middle-aged woman opened a small drawer of a built-in cabinet. “Mom, what do you want to do with this old laptop?”

The older woman paused, and said, “Plug it in to see if it will still take a charge while we finish packing.”

Moving ashore, off the Wild Goose, after all these years, was hard. So many memories, of friends, lovers, children, and events filled her thoughts. It seemed like yesterday when her Dad took her by the hand and led her up the gangplank for the first time.

Her daughter placed the last box in the cart and turned on the laptop. “It still works!” She waited for Windows to open and looked at the screen.

“Is this your journal?” She asked.

Rebecca looked closely, and said “I haven’t done anything with it for years. I started it when we were driving out from North Carolina.”

“Mom, you have been worried about being bored, now that the Wild Goose is going to be scrapped. Please write your history. We have lots of records about the time before the Event, but no one in your generation has had time to record what happened since then.”

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