March Anson and Scoot Bailey of the U.S. Navy
March Anson and Scoot Bailey of the U.S. Navy
By Gregory Duncan
7 Feb, 2019
Excerpt.........The launch purred smoothly across the calm waters of the harbor, making for the Navy Yard pier. Their feet braced against the slow roll of the boat, two young men stood looking at the huge gray ship they had just left.
“I’m beg
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Excerpt.........The launch purred smoothly across the calm waters of the harbor, making for the Navy Yard pier. Their feet braced against the slow roll of the boat, two young men stood looking at the huge gray ship they had just left.
“I’m beginning to have my doubts,” Scoot Bailey said almost to himself.
“Same here,” the other replied. March Anson was shorter than his friend, but more solidly and compactly built. His gray-blue eyes were steady and cool, matching the set of his jaw, but the crinkling lines at their corners showed that this apparently serious young man spent a good deal of time smiling or laughing.
“She was a swell ship,” Scoot said sadly. Less