Dorothy

Somewhere on the ocean waves in the year of sixty six The ocean wind and rain joined forces, a deadly dangerous mix We were on our way from the Mediterranean, where we were deployed Amphibious operations and some ports that we enjoyed It was mid July, the sea was calm on a warm and sunny morning We were heading into inclement weather, a violent hurricane warning Later that day the seas picked up much higher than the norm Word was passed that we were heading into the eye of the storm We sailed against the wind fighting hard to stay on course We had never before encountered a storm with such driving force Waves the size of mountains came crashing across the bow Dorothy was magnificent, queen of the seas for now She never moved toward the mainland and had a very short history She moved northward in the Atlantic and finally died at sea We returned to Norfolk where our journey had begun Check the superstructure and assess the damage that was done Dorothy was a nightmare the way she howled and screamed Dorothy was more beautiful than anything we dreamed Sometimes I look out over the ocean thinking way back then And Dorothy in her Glory, I’d love to see her once again. Hurricane Dorothy in 1966 was a short lived hurricane that died out in the North Atlantic never reaching the mainland. I was at sea in the eye of the storm. Awesome.