Life on the Edge
Tom Hubbell
About
57 years ago, I joined the Navy and was assigned to an oiler, which is a huge ship that replenishes other ships with fuel while at sea. It was during this time in my life that
something truly amazing occurred.
My ship had left the African coast
and was heading back to the United States.
One morning I opened the hatch and went out to sit on a deck bench. I was all alone. As I sat there, I saw a storm
approaching. I continued to watch - fascinated
by the sight - until gale winds began to blow creating waves at least 40 feet
high. I knew then it was time for me to
go below.
When I stood up, one of the huge
waves rocked the ship causing me to loose my footing. I began to slide to the opposite side of the
deck. Just as I was beginning to go overboard, I
heard a voice say, "Throw up your hands!" I did - just in time to catch hold of the railing
that surrounded the edge of the deck.
Although my body from the waist down was over the side of the ship, I
was able to save myself by holding onto the railing and pulling myself up.
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