WW2 oil poster
Last night I went to the local marine museum. Exhibits range from the viking era to today's highly computerized ships. One exhibit is dedicated to the World War 2 experiences of the Norwegian merchant marine, who were torpedoed by German submarines as early as September of 1939.
My grandpa sailed on oil tankers in convoys across the Atlantic for 6 years. That's how he came to meet my grandma. She was invited to a party at the Norwegian seaman's church in Brooklyn (New York) and he had shore-leave and attended the party.
A small poster hangs in the museum exhibit, telling of the importance of the convoys across the Atlantic. For me, it is also a reminder of romance.
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NO LOVE FOR OIL, MAN!
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That's really sweet, actually!
Tim, I keep meaning to visit the museum of natural history. I walked by it the other night in the dark, and through all the second floor main wing windows, I saw the suspended whale skeleton bathed in a blue light. Quite a sight!
(Wonky writing discovered; post edited.)