This Blog is our mother's logs from her sails aboard Jofian. Our mother, Clare Holt, wrote a log every day and after her first sail to Mexico, she bought a laptop to write and save her logs. She sailed when the World Wide Web was first created, there was not as much on the Internet back then, no Wi-Fi, Internet access was very limited. I know if she were sailing today that she would be putting her logs in a Blog, so I am doing it for her. Mom’s logs to Alaska are on saillogsalaska.blogspot.com.
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Tuesday, November 29, 1994 - Norfolk, VA
Colder today. Only light sprinkles of rain in the afternoon. I went to Sears and bought a birthday present for Roy. Then I rode the bus to Janaf Plaza and saw a movie I'd been wanting to see ever since I saw the preview in New Bedford. It's an excellent movie that hasn't had any publicity, so it will be a commercial failure unfortunately. The title is misleading; it's called "The War", but it certainly isn't a "war" movie in the usual sense. It's about the futility of war, the waste of war, the uselessness of war. Most of the movie focuses on a bunch of kids building a treehouse, but there is also the father, a disturbed veteran of Viet Nam. The movie was well written, well acted, and well directed. The kids did a terrific job of acting like real kids instead of Hollywood wise guys. This is NOT a children's movie, but I highly recommend it for adults.
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