Badgers, Buccaneers and Bears…(Pt 1) (A North Atlantic tale from the "good ole days")
(Note: I am in the process of moving the postings off the old site to this one, beginning with this series) The Playing Field. In his far off conscious he heard it – the incessant ringing of the phone on the bulkhead. Not just any ring either – more like a loud clattering and right…