Memories and Moments

Taking a stroll along the beach on Sand Island Not many folk know where Sand Island is. It's the other island inside the Midway reef We stopped to watch a baby sea lion trying to walk It was as round as it was long and as tall as it was round First instinct was to just hug and cuddle it. Second instinct was to turn and run as fast as possible away Her teeth were bared in a roaring snarl She stood as tall or taller than either one of us We left Others have talked of Midway The remnant reminders of war Joe Margowsky and I hold different memories We sailed the reef on a one man surf sail board Studying the beautiful colors of coral Watched as it changed to smooth shiny mottled brown Then it moved and we saw two long white tusks under a sniffing mustache John had not yet said "I am the walrus" We heard it first. Up front and winking. Joe kneeled at the mast and I steered us away Time stood still and the walrus ignored us. Two memories of Midway that stay.