After several of these episodes, it comes time to christen the vehicle. After all, even the most humble of craft are named, and this little Volkswagen has earned it. “I christen thee USS Fearless.”
Back in the ICU ward, we come to the part of the service where we are begging for mercy. The Rector winds down the rite. “May god bless you and keep you.”
My mother, sober, mustering as an admiral would, issues her final public words: “He had better!” There’s a big laugh.
That’s my mom, Captain of the USS Fearless.