“Am I lucky, or what?” I said to myself as I drove my shiny red sports car along Kamehameha Highway in Hawaii. I was on my way to find a date with some gorgeous girl on Waikiki Beach.
The sun was shining in that big, beautiful Hawaiian sky. The birds were singing, and the engine in my 1960 TR3 (Triumph) was purring. I had the top down, and I was feeling on top of the world.
My good buddy, Keith Tennier, was stationed aboard a Coast Guard buoy tender, the Basswood, and would be out to sea for about three months.