What? You thought just because I finished my thesis I was going to stop talking about old boats? Think again!
I will change it up a little bit, though. Today’s Mariners win reminded me of a story about John Paul Jones, the father of the american navy. There are a bunch of stories about Jones in New York (he once chased a cop around with a sword for trying to arrest him, and he also wrote some truly appalling poetry to try and woo women), I want to talk about one that happened across the pond.
You see, Jones was born in Scotland, and really wanted to be a gentleman officer in the British Navy.