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In response to
"I was 20, camped on the bank of the Salmon River, on a crisp Indian Summer morning before the sun had risen. We made cowboy coffee in pot in an open "
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crash davis
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Nothing beats Navy coffee...especially when on mid-watch, out in the middle of the ocean, watching the moon reflection on the water, out on a wing of
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BAD (aka BAD)
May 4 '10, 00:58
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the bridge. (wing extends out over the side of the ship) Listening to the surge of the bow wake.
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