"All sailors at some point come to the realization that nature is more physical than we are," he said.

Two sailors came around one end of the intersection, a marine from the other, holding their hands up.

The outfit thought it was coast guards, when the sailor came running up.

The sailors who'd been nearby on shore came close enough to listen.

A sailor came in the door and looked around.

"The sailors will be coming to me for their payment and you are both in danger here."

He broke away before the sailors could come to their officer's assistance.

"Now, you go into a bar, 10 minutes later sailors come running out."

The bald sailor she remembered from what seemed a long time ago came forward.

The sailor had come to a stand beside the next coffin in the long row.