I don't know what to say.
I don't come to SB often these days (really
ever, anymore). For some reason I thought I might stop in to the forums tonight, on the anniversary of the Edmund Fitzgerald, and saw a reference to this.
Just. Wow.
Reading through some of the early posts, where people were hoping she'd be found, I knew right away this wouldn't be like Joe and Delia's "adventure" in a fogbank.
In fact, if it weren't for Lynne, I would never have met up with Joe and the 5thD-X crew and learned how to dive properly, instead of being the underwater equivalent of a certain flailing indigo
muppet. That all seems so long ago.
I
had always hoped to meet Lynne in person. Oddly enough, it almost happened earlier this summer when I got in a bicycling accident in greater Seattle, but ambulances take you where they take you, and in the end I was well cared for at the ER of a nearby hospital. And nobody wants be "that guy" who pesters a doctor/friend with medical questions, especially all bandaged up. Now part of me wishes I had.
Lynne was definitely one of the good ones. The world was far better for her having been in it.
Godspeed.