Well, rats! He sailed in this week, right into Lisa's life and right out of mine. Lisa is the girl in the picture right next to Uncle Walter (Cronkite). I am the one not in the picture.
It happened like this. Lisa was quietly tending her bar at Hook Line & Sinker, where I also am employed, I might add, and he and his wife simply strolled in for lunch. Just like that.
Now the thing is, Lisa was there and I was off attending other reportorial duties at a public utility hearing. Not that those hearings aren't a barrel of fun, mind you.
Lisa doesn't faze easily, an attribute I don't possess, so perhaps it's just as well I wasn't there. She did something I never would have thought of. She walked right over to their table and asked what they would like for lunch. Such imagination.
Then our boss, Ted Luscz, called Lisa and asked her to take a picture. Lisa demurred out of respect for Cronkite's privacy. However, Uncle Walt said, "Go right ahead. It's when they don't ask, that I'll have to worry."
And, so you see, it all had a happy ending, and I have a picture to treasure. I'll just cut Lisa out.
Cronkite, an avid sailor, is very fond of the U.S. and British Virgin Islands waters, and has sailed here for many years.
