[Boatanchors] The Problem With Boat Anchors

[David Stinson]

> I am 77 years old and getting too old for this.

Whenever I feel that new twing in my back when 
moving a beloved boatanchor, Yeats peeks out
of the dusty closet in my mind and says: "BOO!"

     "THAT is no country for old men. The young
     In one another's arms, birds in the trees
     - Those dying generations - at their song,...
     Fish, flesh, or fowl, commend all summer long
    Whatever is begotten, born, and dies..."

W.B. Yeats "Sailing to Byzantium"