The time has come. Boxes have been shipped ahead. The Lighthouse Condo #1 sits by the sea, empty and lifeless. Everything has been sold or given away. A few people are still arguing about who gets my silly U.N. helmet. ![]()
I have retracted into my shell, a protective bubble that insulates me from the insular world which used to flow through my veins. The sea has become a distant element, the reef an abstraction. Dive boats are passing by in a never ending ballet, right, left, out and back in. They illustrate perpetual motion.
I find myself backing out of conversations, fading in the background, letting the words buzz around me and blend into white noise. Their meaning no longer matters, for they speak of the sun and the weather and the sea and the gossip. They won’t reach where I’m going, or if they do, they’ll carry news of a foreign land.
I’ll be airborne in two days, and arrive in Canada in three. Now’s the time to wish me Godspeed!






















« Godspeed Vince! Good luck in Montreal!
Date of comment: 2005-04-04 10:25 •I hope you get to go flying again soon.
Craig G in CT »
« Godspeed, love, may spring bring you unexpected happiness
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Date of comment: 2005-04-04 10:55 •« Godspeed, Vince!
Date of comment: 2005-04-04 13:55 •We will miss you presence on our subsequent visits to LC, but memories of your smile and care will return to LC with us. I am coming to realize that there are no destinations, only transitions. Your blog is helping with that.
Mike Hynan »
« Vince,
Date of comment: 2005-04-06 20:55 •I just want to tell you that absolutely the best dive in my diving history since 88 was the day when only you, Ann, myself were on Banana Wind. You probably do not remember, but just two of us, you and I were diving the trader wreck and it was just great. I am glad we had a chance to be there this March and get to dive with you before you disappear from our LC radar.
LC diving will not be the same. »