Most of us left our homes as teenagers for an unknown adventure. We said goodbye to friends and family and everything we knew. We learned the basics of life at sea and then was scattered in the wind to the far corners of the Earth. We found new friends and new family. Fellow Sailors and we became brothers regardless of colour, creed or race. We had plenty of good times, and a surfeit of plenty of bad times too.

Long ago I was a Sailor, I sailed the Ocean Blue
I knew the Bars of Singapore, and the Coastline of Peru,
I knew the sting of the salty spray, The Taste of Spanish wine,
The Beauty of the Orient, yes, all these things were Mine,
But I wear a Different hat Now, Jeans and Tee Shirt Too,
My sailing days were long ago. With that Life I am Through,

But somewhere deep inside me, The Sailor Lives there still,
Longing to go to sea again, But Knows I Never Will.
My Love, my live is here at Home, And I will leave not our shore,

Though my Mind and Body Stays ashore, My Hearts at sea for More.