We’re getting old. Who will build the boats?

Woops! My fingers are on the keyboard again.

Before Covid 19, I was a cabinet maker for a Yacht Company. It is located in Florida, and based in Taiwan. All of us in the cabinetry department, are distinguished older gentlemen… except Fred.

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These yachts are 70′ long. They have two huge Volvo Diesels and carry 4000 gal of fuel. I am a sailor, and am in the minority in this plant. Actually, I only know of one other sailor, and he’s never had his off of the dock. I use my diesel for getting in and out of tight anchorages. My fuel bill is about $200 a year, based on $4.00 a gallon. The seventy, will spend $1600 for one fill up, and probably go through many tanks in a season. I always loose this debate in the shop. Roughly 312 to 1.FBookukhgRight now, April 12th, 2020, I am on home lockdown, waiting for the Covid 19’s Visa to expire. I left a partially built cabinet on my workbench, locked my toolbox, and pulled the plug on my chargers and radio. We have millions of dollars worth of unfinished-sold, yachts to complete, so I am assuming that I will at least have a job until they are finished. This is what I do.

 

This is starting to look like an advertisement for a yacht broker, but most of these are photos from my cell phone. Myself, and a couple others, have been with the plant since boat one. We did the prototype cabinets with cardboard and sticks, and then started working on weight reduction, weighing everything we created. I am qualified to say that we have some of the most talented yacht-level cabinetmakers available, but we’re all getting old. We have brought in young apprentices, paid them extremely well, and they still quit for anything that resembles a video-game.

“Who’s going to build the boats?”

In the past, any time things got out of control in the United States, or my life, I escaped to an island. That’s always been my answer, and it has been the input for a crazy life.

“I should write a book! HA!”

I have sailed everywhere from Florida, to Grenada. Florida Keys, Bahamas, a New Years party on the beach at Foxy’s, on Joust Van Dyke, explored the Baths, in Virgin Gorda, Scuba dive shipwrecks at 100′, had an eel swim between my legs, personally knew a barracuda named Charlie, raised a peregrin falcon named Fabian, and knew a mule named Vanilla. I fell in love with Nevis, and St. Kitts, Started another book in N. Jamaica, not supposed to talk about Costa Rica, been on a first name basis with a Rasta, and moved to St. Croix, for several years, before returning to Florida.

A sailboat, can take you far, a lot cheaper than a six million dollar floating mansion. Unfortunately, I can’t even afford the sailboat right now. She sits on the hard wondering where I am.

“We can’t leave the country this time. The virus is everywhere.”

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The secret of, EXTENDING LIFE. Health, Aging,Wealth, Love.

“As I looked around at all of the wanna-be sailors, rich people, I felt like the delivery captain again.”

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Celia Judel brought in a 46′ sailboat to Barbados, alone, after her husband died of a heart attack at sea. Everyone, including Louis, pitied her and praised her for her survival skills. Louis even volunteered to help her sail her yacht back to Hilton head. They anchored in a small island on the way where she scattered Donald’s ashes. “I think Donald would have liked it here.”

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Donald, a prominent yacht designer, had been staying in Switzerland with his secretary, returning to Celia when he had time. This voyage, was Celia’s attempt to work things out.

Is she really a grieving widow, or a clever strategist that played Louis and Donald to her advantage.

(This is not, in the book.)

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Dear WordPress, I’m a writer. I’m old. I’m tired, and I just finished the third frick’n book! David Alexander

Author David B. Alexander, losing it.

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 Books I, II, and III, available on Amazon.

I reached up right now and slowly pushed the tip of my finger against a minuscule flying insect on my computer screen. I felt nothing as I smashed its life into a cream, and wiped it from the letters beneath it. I wondered if our Creator looks at us with as much affection. As my eyes are getting tired, and my thoughts have begun to wander, I have lost my direction on this page. I must go and sleep. If I wake up in the morning, I may tell you about my wives… Maybe not?

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What if there was an age-reversing drug?

I reloaded my metal hard drive. I am the delivery captain now. Yes, a delivery captain, and Celia is the customer.

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Celia brought in a 46′ sailboat single handed to Barbados. Her marine architect husband died of a heart attack at sea.

Louis, had been vacationing in St. Croix. With a hurricane approaching, and no vacant airline seats available, he exchanged his ticket to Florida, for a night in Barbados, and a redirected flight back to the U. S. Surprise! The flights out of Barbados were also canceled the next day.

Celia needed her yacht sailed back to Hilton head, and Louis needed to get back to West Palm Beach. They decided to join resources and spend the next few months sailing home. When two people spend time on the ocean, you have to rely on each other for your life. You tell your secrets on night-watch, with a glass of wine. Eventually… after a knock-down squall, you turn on the auto-pilot, go below deck to pull off the cold, wet, clothes, and two warm bodies find comfort in the master cabin.

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WARNING!       All 3 books of the Longue Durée series contain some, adult content. Louis was a young FX trader from a wealthy family, a sailor, traveler, and had desires like any… real man. If this is offensive to you, please choose literature from the YA, young adult category. For the rest of us… fasten your seat belts!

They stopped and spent weeks in St. Croix. One night after a late supper, Louis pulled Celia into an old limestone alley with arched doorways and started seducing her. A man ran down the alley with a small package, stopped and looked at Louis and Celia, and threw them the package. He ran back to the street where three men emptied their guns into him. They decided this was a good time to continue their voyage.

The closer they got to the United States, the more their old personalities and Celia’s widow guilt, surfaced. Louis hoped that Celia would stay with him in West Palm Beach, but she now, with declining emotions, wanted him to take her home to Hilton Head.

He secured the yacht to her gated owner-dock, and spent the night at her home in Golden Crane Estates. She had him sleep in the guest bedroom, and had a airline ticket for him waiting in the morning.

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“What about the package?” You ask.

It’s not that uncommon to live a long life now. Science has even made progress that can slow down the loss of your memory and mental functions, but with all of that, you still exist in a body that is fragile, susceptible, and limited. What if there was a product that could reverse your age to say 25 or 30? It is expensive to produce. What would you pay?

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What if: You didn’t have to be sick?

The chemical is a fountain of youth, compound, that they push into testing and production. This is a love story with a fantasy touch. It’s a sailor’s love story, written by a sailor.

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We are born, imperfect humans. Louis was no exception, and while persueing the company of of a wealthy, widow in Barbados, is handed the ingredients for eternal life. Longue Durée, can not only reverse your mind and body to a younger age, but also cures many issues like Osteoporosis and Alzheimer’s.

There is only one catch! It’s expensive.

How would the world respond to such a mericle drug? What would they pay to have all of their pain and imperfections removed? Sounds good, but… what about social security and pension plans. If people don’t die from age, cancer, or a heart attack, the pharmaceutical and medical empires would go bankrupt. The wealthy will still want Longue Durée, but surely it cannot be available to, everyone?

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Book I is available now. Book II is back from the editor and will be live any time. 

Book III is with the editor now, (November 9)

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Nevis, St. Kitts, Reverse aging, extended life, and a safe haven. Author David Alexander

What would you pay to reverse aging and achieve perfect health? Louis hid the secret on Nevis Island.

 

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Real life research for book one.

Basseterre, St. Kitts, was quiet first thing in the morning. It was humid, 85 deg. and we stopped at an open air bar for a cold soda. The shops displayed all of the same tourist products that you see all through the Caribbean, and at 10am we were still walking with empty hands.

A few minutes later, the gates were opened for the cruise ships and the cattle hit the grazing grounds. We waddled through the lines of the shops and heard similar sales pitches in each one.

I am a sailor, with my own boat. I usually avoid tourist areas and drop my anchor away from the cruise ships.

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Here, the economy survives on tourism. Four Seasons Resort employs 10,000 of the Kittitians. I like to find the islands that have not been corrupted by the desire for wealth. I’ve lived on other islands only to watch cable TV, and tourism, turn a peaceful society into roving gangs and drug dealers. It is still years out for St. Kitts, but they are on that path. The outside force… and big dollar investors, are already here. 

 

Newcastle pottery in the mountains of Nevis, has a woman that forms all of her creations from Nevis clay. When she is satisfied with her work, it is fired behind the building in coconut husks. I bought the piece below for $18.00

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When I lived in St. Croix, I usually had my breakfast on the boardwalk in Christiansted. It was an open air restaurant and I poured some water into a bowl, dissolved a few packets of sugar in it, and the banana birds came from all directions. One time, I had eight birds fluttering around the sugar water. This piece reminded me of that. In the picture, it is on my coffee table in Florida with the left-over EC coins in it.

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I buy coffee cups everywhere I go. What can I say?

Below, I am at the stern of the ferry, with St. Kitts in the background.

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At last, I am walking up the dock toward town. Good vibes here.

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The main purpose of this vacation was to get a break from the fifty-six hour weeks I’m working now. I build cabinetry for 70′ yacht interiors. Each night when I return to my home, I add about 4 hrs a night for my writing, and advertising. (Such as this).

The strangest thing about this vacation was that Nevis / St. Kitts, were the safe havens for the main character in my next three books. As Louis refined a chemical that embellished and extended his life, he became prosecuted by the elite wealthy, politicians, and pharmaceutical companies. He became wealthy and the demand exceeded the supply. Through his prolonged life, and several wives, he escaped to a home in Nevis, in all three books. Nevis is a sovereign country and a safe haven for wealth. I had never been there and had done all my research on the internet.

In my books, Louis played chess with an old island man in the square by the police station. The old man, named Charles, had never been beat. I went up to a security guard at a bank and described my fictional park. He pointed up the road and told me where to find the police station, and the little park. I told him about the book. He said there was a man that played chess and checkers there, and is never beat… but his name is not Charles.

It was so strange to be walking through the pages of my books. They are all three finished. Longue Duree I, Extended Life, is on Amazon now. Book II is back from the editor, and I am making suggested changes. Book III is with the editor now. “She has been very quiet.”

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The Truth beneath the Fiction. Excerpts and explanations.

“I didn’t know the human body held that much blood.”

 

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Louis and Celia spend some time ashore in Christiansted, St. Croix, USVI:

They are returning from an expensive restaurant.

We took a taxi back down the hill at about nine, and when we saw how lit up the downtown was, we decided to get out early, and walk back to the apartment. We stayed on the covered sidewalks in the populated areas, and I kept noticing the dark alleys that separated the buildings. I noticed one alley that went along an old Danish building that had the doorways all recessed about five feet into the sides. There were wrought iron gates, custom made to fit each opening, and giant elephant ear vines growing all over the sides of the stone and across the wrought iron.
“Celia, come with me.” I took her hand.
“What are you doing?” She reluctantly followed.
I led her down the dark alley, checking each gate as I went. All were locked, until we reached the third one on the left side. I opened it a little.
“Step inside.” I raised a vine over our heads.

I pushed the gate shut, and we had about four feet of privacy, to a solid wood door. It proudly exhibited a hundred years of peeling paint with a pile of fragments lying along the threshold. I pushed Celia against the stone, and pushed my body against hers. She gasped and looked into my eyes. I kissed her passionately, as we silently listened to the voices of people still going down the illuminated sidewalk. We had to be quiet. I put a hand on each of her legs and slowly raised her dress above her hips. She was apparently prepared for my imagination. There were no stockings or panties. I dropped to my knees and widened her legs. She put her hands on my head, leaned hers back against the cool stone, and closed her eyes.
“Oh! Oh!”
“SSShhhhhhhh!” I resumed my exercise of self-control.
She pulled me back up and unfastened my belt. She was becoming impatient.
We heard footsteps running toward us. Louder… LOUDER! Until a black man in dress clothes stopped in the middle of the alley, six feet from us. He spotted us as he stood frozen, with no place to run.
“’ERE!” He pushed a small package about the size of a large book, through the gate. It fell on the ground, as I pressed my body against Celia for her protection. He started to run back toward the street when… POP… POP…. POP… BOOM… BOOM… BOOM! The gunshots echoed through the alley. We heard several men running toward the man. I peeked through the vines as they went through his clothes looking for something.
“NOTHING! IT’S NOT HERE!”
They left as fast as they appeared, and I just barely caught a glimpse of a black van with dark tinted windows rapidly leaving.
I picked up the package and zipped up my pants. Celia was hanging on to me and I could feel her shaking.
“Come… quickly!” I whispered.
We started to run out of the alley. We both froze in our tracks when we saw the man’s body.
“I didn’t know the human body held that much blood.” I checked him… just in case.
“Look!” I held up the lanyard around his neck that displayed his photo from West Indies Research in Teague Bay.
“He’s dead. Let’s get out of here!”

We ran to the end of the alley and looked up and down the street. It seemed clear, so we crossed into the shadows to the other side. Celia’s heels clicked across the blacktop. We were both watching every moving vehicle, afraid that the van may return. We rushed up the hill to the restaurant and up the stairway to our apartment. It felt safe, and I locked the deadbolt on the door. We went to the balcony and slid the glass door open. I walked out and leaned on the railing looking back down the hill at the buildings we had just left. Celia hugged me from behind, as she leaned her head against my back and let the fresh wind clear her mind.
“I was so scared. I’ve never seen anything like that!” she said.
“Hey! The package!” I remembered.


Reality.

I have ate in the restaurant they just left, looked across the table to see my sailboat in Christiansted harbor, walked the streets at 9:00, and there is an alley with recessed doorways and rusty iron gates. I was just in St. Croix last month, and couldn’t find it?

The murder was actually on St. Thomas. Some men making a drug deal, thought that a tourist saw them, and shot and killed him to be sure. His tourist friend, told police that he had no idea why they shot him. They hadn’t seen anything.

I have grown up around wealthy people. That has enabled me to work for, and with them as I shaped my own life. At twenty-two years old, I helped build condos in St. Croix and managed the condo-accounts of 47 millionaires. They landed in their private jets, and I picked them up at customs. In my (Longue Duree series), you will find yourself saying, “Nooooo! No one would do that.” But I was there. Wait until I release “Insomniacs” It’s a crazy world.

In Longue Duree 1, I have had readers question the period of time between Celia’s husband’s death, and the time she makes love with Louis.

(My 2 part answer)

First, when two people are alone on a sailboat for months, or even weeks, there is a bond that forms. You depend on each other to stay alive. When you are in the middle of an ocean, with nothing to do but stay on course, and read a book, your mind strays in the having sex direction. (I am an experienced sailor)

Second, and this is not in the book. Celia was very smart and manipulative. Later in the book, when Louis met Celia’s sisters, this was made clear to him. The possibility exists that when Celia found out that her husband was spending time with his secretary in Switzerland, that she planned an exit strategy that included his death, and  horny Louis, fell victim to a beautiful redhead with a custom built sailboat. (It works!)

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