Having grown up in Kansas, the vastness of the world’s oceans never ceases to amaze him. Like his visits to the desert, it is a world of contrasts. Empty, yet full of life; stark with its minimal detail, yet beautiful all the same. The sheer size of even the smallest ocean makes him feel small. He knows that he’s seeing something very few get to fully witness. Having been stationed at Andersen Air Force Base in Guam for the past three years, he’s seen more water than land and has come to look at the oceans as one large basin of emotion. There are times when the waters are calm and serene, the rays of the sun reflecting off their mirrored surface. And he’s witnessed them become angry: a relentless force of nature. Most of the time, though, he looks upon the endless waters as being lonely, the unbroken seascape stretching from horizon to horizon. Looking through the window of the B-52, the Indian Ocean reflects the beams of a near full moon about to set on the horizon. A wide ribbon of light shimmers on the waters in a dance of perpetual motion.
