December of 1960 was the last time this “Drunken Duchess” would ever see the Ocean. But, it was time. She was old and she had a good run. She’d been all over the world, but she was finally home in Newport, South Wales.

She had been places most people could only dream of – Bermuda, Egypt, Somalia, Gibraltar, Bombay, Iceland, Sicily, Cape Town, Java, New York City, and Montreal – to name a few.

The Drunken Duchess has done more to connect my family together second only to the marriage of my own parents.