Goodbye, Hello, Goodbye, Hello, Goodbye, Hello, Goodbye, Hello

After supper with Bill and his sons, Ben and Nick, we learned they'd be flying to Vancouver in the morning. It hardly seemed possible that their 12-day visit to Ecuador had already ended. It seemed they had only just arrived.

Earlier in the week (and at a much earlier hour) I made a quick airport run. After a few months in Ecuador, Paul and Karen (pictured) headed back to Florida. They have been our faithful friends for 15 years or so.

Paul's experience as a medical corpsman on a submarine intrigues me. He told me "the living space was the forward torpedo room, the after torpedo room . . . and in these spaces there were people who were in their beds right on top of a torpedo.

There were times when there was a procedure called hot bunking. If there were too many peole on the submarine for the bunks, then you would have to wait until someone got out of their bunk and then you would climb into that same bunk."

If you'd like to hear more conversation about life under the sea, please click here for a five-minute interview segment.