After a day spent in Exeter library researching papers he’d been unable to access on the Internet, it was good to stand out in the fresh air. It was good too, to feel the movement of a boat under his feet. He really must start some serious yacht hunting soon or the summer would disappear and he’d have literally missed the boat. The only boats he’d been offered so far hadn’t been ideal. Next time he saw Johnnie, he’d ask if he’d heard about anything suitable on his travels. As the ferry’s warning hooter sounded, BB opened his eyes and, looking up river, he saw a sailing yacht urgently changing tack to get out of the path of the advancing ferry. The Naval College high on the bank, its red bricks illuminated in the evening sunlight, brought Grandpa Randy and Uncle Lance to mind. He knew now they would both have set foot there while it was the wartime HQ for the US Navy. He also knew from the several black and white photographs he’d seen in the museum that the river then had been full of various naval vessels and landing-craft, all involved in Operation Overlord; preparing for the D-day assault across the channel.
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