Home...

Home now after 25 days on the River.  I'm glad to have a short trip.  My Capt. retired after almost 40 years on the River.  Awe inspiring that half that time was spent floating the current and watching the cities and side scenery go by.  He will be missed.  My Pilot was promoted to Capt. of another boat.  I cried.  As years go by, changes become more profound.  My crew is becoming more and more my family.  I leave there to come "home" I realize that there is no one to be happy that I'm home...no one to greet me as I walk in the door...it can be a lonely feeling.  As much as I want to "get off", the more I realize the solitude is still here...only in a different place.  And so, I re-group...embrace my feelings and figure out a solution.  We are all in charge of our destiny....so I will volunteer.  And what better place than at our local Lock & Dam Museum.  There are always solutions if we just get quiet and listen to our hearts....