SCORE Journal
THE LESSONS YOU DON’T FORGET
I was 12 years old, bouncing across the Sea of Cortez in a little aluminum fishing boat. Ice chest in the middle, full of Miller Lite. “Water? We’ll just be out for an hour.” That’s how it started.
I was 12 years old, bouncing across the Sea of Cortez in a little aluminum fishing boat. Ice chest in the middle, full of Miller Lite. “Water? We’ll just be out for an hour.” That’s how it started.