I visit the Lone Sailor regularly. Watch him watching the water, waiting to begin his mission. Stanley Bleifeld knew him better than I could.
He stands in the cold.
His eyes always open.
The wind sometimes picks up his jacket which is a composite of five naval tops. Some in the service don’t like seeing his hand in his pocket.
The sun plays tricks with his skin, some of which comes from famous Naval vessels.
He likes the sun, too.
Birds don’t always show his broad back respect.
Not his position to complain.
Great photos of a very meaningful statue. I didn’t realize the significance of his sculptor and the connection to baseball. Great blog. Thanks!