Mother, mother ocean,

I have heard you call.

Wanted to sail upon your waters


since I was three feet tall.

You've seen it all, you've seen it all

Watched the men who rode you


switch from sail to steam .


In your belly you can hold the treasures

few have ever seen.


Most of 'em dreams, most of 'em dreams.


Yes, I am a pirate, two hundred years too late


The cannons don't thunder,


theres nothin' to plunder


Im an over-forty victim of fate


Arriving too late, arriving too late.

Jimmy Buffet -- "A Pirate Looks at Forty"

HAPPY FORTIETH, MY TRACY!!!!!!!!!!!

I wasn't around for this photo on the left, but I have been fortunate enough to be around for the others in one capacity or another. And I have loved you during all of them. It's hard to believe that we have been together for half of your life, old man.

Now on to the next 40! You are armed with your boat and fishing supplies, cigars in the humidor, I Tunes and Napster, your guitar and your family. What else does a pirate need?