Dear Fellow Travellers:
If I were single, I would want to have a retirement like my friend The Captain. He worked in government and was part of a transition team formed to integrate/reduce the size of his department. When the report from the team came out, The Captain volunteered himself as a redundant cog. The Department gave him a whack of money and a generous pension. The Captain now lives on his boat docked on Toronto Island and plans winter excursions to warmer climes come winter.
A handsome, fit, virile, man of middle years, The Captain has chocked up an impressive CV of female conquests and having worked his way through the North American demographic, has turned his sights and appetites towards Asia.
The Captain is splendid company. A raconteur with social grace. He is also a man's man - slow to anger, thoughtful in offering advice, and the sort of friend one can count on in a dangerous situation. A good sailor (hence: the moniker "Captain") and natural leader, I am happy to call him friend, and fellow traveller.