July 29th, 2003

Different From You And Me


At Sylvia’s Giacco said that on one of his recent charter runs he encountered a huge private yacht heading west. A sleek, white modern vessel with flowing lines and a rotating radar on its mast. “On the stern,” he said, “was a landing pad and a helicopter. No little rubber dinghies for that crew!”

Giacco got the binoculars and took a look at the vessel’s flag. It was something he’d never seen before. And it was not among the colors in the encyclopedia.

“It had a blue cross, something like Finland’s. But of a different design.”
“The wealthy owner might have created his own flag,” I suggested.
“Perhaps. The rich may do as they please, eh?”