There was a time this old boat was proud and glorious as it floated across the water carrying people with poles and oars. As you walk past it you can hear the laughing of the people who once enjoyed it. The quiet times it bobbed up and down with water lapping its side while fisherman waited with baited patience for something to jump their line.
Now it floats in a different way. Along side of a large pond as a beach decoration. No longer is it seaworthy, but still able to to produce enjoyment for onlookers. You can not walk past it with out noticing it. How strong it still is, how beautiful not just wood and remains, but glory and honor filled with pride of the long service it had to people wanting to do something, to go for a quiet ride on a foggy fall morning. It is not just an old boat but instead a view to the past and where we can go.