Saturday morning Amy, David, Lachlan, and I, along with other family, friends, and many others lined up on the floating dock at the National Park Service Visitors Center waiting for a ride to Portsmouth. Lachlan was looking forward to his very first visit to the island. Many times we had looked at distant Portsmouth from the shore of Springer's Point. This would be an exciting adventure!
Several boats were running back and forth, ferrying hundreds of folks to the island for homecoming. As one boat would load and head for Portsmouth, another would soon be pulling up to the dock to take another group.
Three-year-old Lachlan, of course, was unaware of the grand plan. We inched our way to the head of the line, but the couple in front of us were the last to board the boat lying along the dock. The captain shoved off and slowly backed away, leaving us standing there with no other boat in view.
It was then that we all heard Lachlan's half-whispered, plaintive moan: "Oh, no!"
Our latest Ocracoke Newsletter is a reprint of the eulogy given at the funeral service for island native Muzel Bryant who died in February at the age of 103. You can read it here.