| TRAVELS OF DURSMIRG VOLUME IV THE ROGUES OF ST. AUGUSTINE AND OTHER SOCIAL MISFITS Chapter 46 |
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YACHTERS, THE GOOD, BAD AND THE UGLY: FRED AND ANN
FRED AND ANN EVERSON arrived aboard their Canadian built steel hulled sailboat named Moonraker; they signed
the guest book aboard Dursmirg October 1973 at the City Yacht Pier in St. Augustine.
Our vessel was tied at the City Yacht Pier for my convalesce from an appendectomy. Jane was aboard alone while I
was in the hospital.
When I got out of the hospital I was in no condition to dinghy out to our anchored boat and then swing aboard with a
stitched up abdomen.
While I was recuperating from my appendectomy operation Fred and Ann came by to ask if we had anything they
could repair their inflatable dinghy with. We became acquainted with friendly and congenial Fred and Ann, and
made a lasting friendship.
Fred had just bailed out of a very successful and lucrative electronic service business in Canada where he
contracted with importers to fulfill their guarantees.
Fred’s crafty business savvy plan put lots of big bucks in his pocket so he did the natural thing and cashed out. He
sold out and bought his steel hulled sailboat then cruised south to Florida with his second wife Ann.
They ultimately settled in at the Dinner Key Marina at Miami without their kids.
Fred got an extremely good deal on a 46 foot fiberglass bare hull which he paid $9,000 for and docked it at the
Dinner Key marina where he and Ann finished fitting it out. This is when they brought their kids down from Canada
so that they could finish school in Florida.
Fred was in his early 50s, medium height, medium build and mostly balding. He had a round face that had a
permanent snicker built in like he just had pulled off the super snooker deal of the century.
This slick Englishman was openly friendly with a clever crafty and conniving ability to manipulate and maneuver
others into doing him favors in a mutuality kind of way.
Everybody always came away from encounters with Fred really liking him. His natural ability at clever and innovative
bargaining where he was the super shopper quickly established him as the local authority on everything from
economical meals to goods and services for the boating community.
I can still remember when Fred’s in-laws came to visit from England and said that Fred claimed to be a liver-board.
They asked, “What in the world is a liver-board anyway?” Fred and Ann were live-a-boards on their boat at the
marina.
We later spent many enjoyable times with them in Miami when they were docked at the Dinner Key Marina and
occasional anchor out rendezvous down in the Keys.
Fred told Ann that he was going to bed with a skinny woman in six months and he hoped that it was her.
Well pudgy little Ann didn’t lose any weight but Fred, “The Rogue” kept his word…after six months he ran off with the
neighbor woman and then Ann got the message but it was then too late.
A few years later Ann stopped to visit us in St. Augustine and we hardly recognized her, she was slim and trim and
quite attractive but now she had a different man and a different life.
Fred Everson definitely qualified as a bonafide certified first class rogue.
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FRED AND ANN EVERSON arrived aboard their Canadian built steel hulled sailboat named Moonraker; they signed
the guest book aboard Dursmirg October 1973 at the City Yacht Pier in St. Augustine.
Our vessel was tied at the City Yacht Pier for my convalesce from an appendectomy. Jane was aboard alone while I
was in the hospital.
When I got out of the hospital I was in no condition to dinghy out to our anchored boat and then swing aboard with a
stitched up abdomen.
While I was recuperating from my appendectomy operation Fred and Ann came by to ask if we had anything they
could repair their inflatable dinghy with. We became acquainted with friendly and congenial Fred and Ann, and
made a lasting friendship.
Fred had just bailed out of a very successful and lucrative electronic service business in Canada where he
contracted with importers to fulfill their guarantees.
Fred’s crafty business savvy plan put lots of big bucks in his pocket so he did the natural thing and cashed out. He
sold out and bought his steel hulled sailboat then cruised south to Florida with his second wife Ann.
They ultimately settled in at the Dinner Key Marina at Miami without their kids.
Fred got an extremely good deal on a 46 foot fiberglass bare hull which he paid $9,000 for and docked it at the
Dinner Key marina where he and Ann finished fitting it out. This is when they brought their kids down from Canada
so that they could finish school in Florida.
Fred was in his early 50s, medium height, medium build and mostly balding. He had a round face that had a
permanent snicker built in like he just had pulled off the super snooker deal of the century.
This slick Englishman was openly friendly with a clever crafty and conniving ability to manipulate and maneuver
others into doing him favors in a mutuality kind of way.
Everybody always came away from encounters with Fred really liking him. His natural ability at clever and innovative
bargaining where he was the super shopper quickly established him as the local authority on everything from
economical meals to goods and services for the boating community.
I can still remember when Fred’s in-laws came to visit from England and said that Fred claimed to be a liver-board.
They asked, “What in the world is a liver-board anyway?” Fred and Ann were live-a-boards on their boat at the
marina.
We later spent many enjoyable times with them in Miami when they were docked at the Dinner Key Marina and
occasional anchor out rendezvous down in the Keys.
Fred told Ann that he was going to bed with a skinny woman in six months and he hoped that it was her.
Well pudgy little Ann didn’t lose any weight but Fred, “The Rogue” kept his word…after six months he ran off with the
neighbor woman and then Ann got the message but it was then too late.
A few years later Ann stopped to visit us in St. Augustine and we hardly recognized her, she was slim and trim and
quite attractive but now she had a different man and a different life.
Fred Everson definitely qualified as a bonafide certified first class rogue.
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