Alumni Newsletter Summer 2012

And just like that, Summer is dissolving into Fall. Looking out over the Bayou City skyline, one can't help but note the carnival of construction cranes which has sprouted in the Galleria area - which tells a cheerful tale for the Houston economy, if not for the symmetry of my view. In general, it's good to be a Texan these days.

Stampede 2 Needs You

Before we say anything else, we want to remind everyone of the parlous state of the upcoming Stampede 2 reunion, which at the moment looks more like a slow dance in an empty saloon than its name might imply. Stampede 2 is scheduled for October 26, but as of now do not have sufficient pre-registrations to hold the room past September 26. So, if we are to do this in the style envisioned, we need you to contact Mary Brashear at mdb5223@gmail.com with your checks and signups or to use the PayPal link in the sidebar at right to sign up directly. As in, right now.

Failing a sufficient signup - for which no one will be particularly accountable, as dispersed and far flung as we have become - a reunion affair of some sort will occur on the same date at a location to be determined. We're a predictable bunch, so whatever does occur will be obnoxiously boisterous. We'll let you know how it all is going to work out shortly. But do sign up if you want to Stampede.

Ruminations

If ever there was a time for a US national energy policy, that time is now. 

I find it amusing (in a not-funny sort of way) that the current administration takes credit for the explosive growth of shale oil and gas production in these United States, which is happening due to technological advancement and entrepreneurial investment in spite of the onerous regulation of the Environmental Protection Agency and other "protective" agencies. The shale boom has nothing to do with administration policy and, in context of the aforementioned regulation, is constrained only by an unexpected surfeit of natural gas. We are in the strange position of having too much of the stuff. This of course has secondary unintended effects, which are the ready availability of feed stock for a wide range of industries, thereby lowering costs of production, and - dare we say it - massive, sustainable job creation. 

And this does not consider the role of increasing offshore production, which is occurring in spite of the Bureau of Ocean Energy Management, which only in the last year or so has attempted to put on an industry-friendly face. At the same time critically needed infrastructure (read pipelines) cannot get approved, leading refiners to move raw stock by rail and driving further supply away from the US market and into the arms of foreign markets. 

And of course there is coal, of which we possess a world-beating abundance; nuclear, in which we possess a fading but nonetheless potent technological capacity; and yes, alternative energy, in which we possess an increasing expertise and which should be exploited.

All of these resources could be harnessed to provide an extraordinary degree of energy independence for the North American continent for the foreseeable future; could be done without wasting food stocks which the world desperately needs; and could be done without destroying the natural beauty of the nation or endangering the public welfare if managed thoughtfully and with purpose. 

We really can do this, and I see no reason why not - except for the inexplicable impulse to deny ourselves success and independence through a focused national energy policy.

*****

Otherwise I've given up reading the political tea leaves as I'm pretty much convinced that if anyone had any cogent ideas for running the country they would have appeared by now. Alas, amid the sturm und drang of the current to and fro I see precious little of substance and a damned-if-you-do-and-damned-if-you-don't outcome. This leaves us with an unprecedented orgy of political advertising and the flinging of bread to the masses as the high points of an otherwise miserable campaign season.

This must be the reason that the Wall Street Journal reports that sales of ammunition and the wherewithal to use it are projected to increase 50% by year-end if a certain individual is elected to the presidency of these United States. I myself prefer the cold comfort of gold, which I am assiduously accumulating. 

I did, in spite of my initial misgivings, enjoy the London Olympics very much. Maybe it's just a nostalgia thing (Chariots of Fire and all that). Or maybe it was watching the whole thing in HDTV on a screen as big as a house. I do think that there are way too many sports of little consequence included in the Olympics, but on the other hand speed walking does provide vast opportunities for comic relief (Monty Python's "Ministry of Silly Walks" skit springs to mind) and beach volley ball in front of Buckingham Palace was a surprise hit. On the whole it was well done and no one got blown up.

Except for the Astros, but they fortunately were nowhere near Jolly Old so there was no collateral damage. At least the annual Texans hope-fest will take our minds off that for a while. In that way Houston sports teams are very much like the current administration - give the population enough distraction and they'll forget how hot and sticky they are.

I'm very much looking forward to a little cool weather and the prospect of some really bad golf. At least any damage to my psyche will be self-inflicted...

Look Ma - (Almost) No Legs! And More...

Transocean has taken the long rumored step of divesting most of its "standard" jackup fleet to a new company, Shelf Drilling, which will be headquartered in Dubai. After disposal of seven older rigs not involved in the transaction, only nine harsh environment jackups will remain with Transocean.

We expect that a large chunk of Transocean's staff will be making the move to Shelf Drilling with the rigs - we anxiously await to hear who ends up where. 

It is the end of an era, though, and many of the rig names involved will bring a pang of remembrance to those of us who have been around for the last three decades or so. See Shelf's site at http://www.shelfdrilling.com to see more.

Transocean simultaneously announced a $1.5Bn offering of senior debt, proceeds of which will be used to construct four newbuild drillships.

ADTI, long a fixture in the US turnkey business and near and dear to our hearts, is rebranding as Applied Drilling Technology International.

In other offshore news, Rowan Companies has redomiciled to the United Kingdom. The effect of this maneuver on the local workforce isn't fully known, but a major presence in Houston seems to be a given. Stay tuned.

EPL Oil and Gas has purchased a large portfolio of shallow water prospects in the Gulf of Mexico from Hilcorp Energy, thereby proving that the ol' Gulf is not out of tricks yet. Expect some ultra-deep shallow water drilling from EPL in the near to mid-term.

Seadrill has contracted for a major expansion of its Houston office in De Vry's Westway Park development on Beltway 8 near Clay Road, joining Cameron in the emerging North Energy Corridor. Further south on the Beltway Phillips 66, recently spun off from Conoco-Phillips, has contracted for a large office campus in the Westchase area just north of Westheimer. Phillips 66 was originally a candidate for the Skanska development on the site of the former GlobalSantaFe headquarters, which has finally met its end.

The Business of the Tribe

Old friend Mel Grahn has appeared out of the mists (as was always his wont) and reports "I'm alive and well. I've been consulting since I left in '98 for Ocean / Devon Energy, & now for Kosmos Energy in Ghana through my Co., Roseland Consultants, and rotating from my home in Bali, Indonesia." Very unlike Mel in brevity, but the Bali part does sound entertaining. I can still remember Mel in the full mandarin regalia which he pulled out for each Pearl Harbor Day party in the seventies. And those were some parties.

We had a major scare from old friend Andy Anderson, who suffered a serious stroke last month but is now recovering. Yours truly can testify that this was going well when we last spoke, but the road may be a long one. Old friend Charlene Taylor has been going through a round of surgeries which cannot possibly be fun. Your kind thoughts and support for these two are invited. Finally on the health front, I myself have completed rehabilitation from a lengthy illness of my own, with many thanks to my friends and colleagues for their unwavering support and to the golf gods for letting me swing again.

Known suspects in new places or roles: Mike Garvin has been made VP of Operations Support at Patterson-UTI Drilling, Dave Faure was promoted to VP Assistant General Counsel at Rowan, Long Khuu switched from UHY Partners to Manager of Internal Audit at Atwood, and Judy Low has been made Controller at ADTI. Andrew Tietz and Christie Watt Sade are in the sales and marketing show at Noble Drilling. David Comeaux is at Pacific Drilling, Kim Parker is at Hercules, Mandy Schaefer is at Texas Municipal Power (close to Aggieland), and Tammy Shook Holsey is at Oceaneering. Diana Kraft, Jim Brekke and Momen Wishahy have departed Transocean for points as yet unknown. We look forward to favorable updates.

Yours truly has had the pleasure of breaking bread at various times since our last report with Gregg Farris, who is CIO at Oceaneering, Mike Dawson (happily remarried and officially retired), Bob Herrin (Transocean), Doug Stegall (retired), James Stegall (Transocean), Jeff Shepard (retired), and Hugh Weatherhead (also officially retired) - and can report that all of these folks are happily engaged in their chosen pursuits.

If you detect a trend here, we can further add to the list of official retirees: Dave Boutelle has settled in Austin TX, Karen McLeod has run off to the bright lights and purple taxis of Baku with partner Damon, and Carole Driver retired at the end of June. This list is sure to grow as many of our friends of a certain age contemplate life in the hive versus life in the free air.

Recently found, in no particular order: Chip Keener, Doug Stotts, Albert Riley (now with NationalOilwellVarco), Don Wilkes (actively consulting, apparently; Transocean, Rowan, Seadrill, ACR Subsea and Chevron among others), Rus Watkins, Sandy Fraser (Transocean), Jason Haynes (Atwood), John Auth, Sandra Royalty, and Jasmine Trudo.

Information for all of the above and many more can be found in the updated Alumni Directory which appears in the sidebar of the blog. This is possibly the most useful thing that we do absent spouting off regarding subjects of utmost import. 

Should you note anyone who is missing, please do let us have any information that you can or invite them to contact us at gsfalumni@gmail.com; and if any information is regrettably incorrect, we will fix it as soon as you let us know about it.

Necrology

After an all too brief hiatus, we have two departures to the havens to report.

Jim Long, a great friend of the tribe, left us on June 7 at his home in Austin, TX. Jim was a notable character who never failed to make an impression, likable or not; he added immense color to the lives of those around him with a crafty wit and a heart of gold, which he took great pains to conceal but never really succeeded in doing so. I like to think of Jim as one of the last of the old breed in the oil patch - noisy, opinionated, and fully engaged in shaking the tree, but always there when most needed. And for my own part, a fine golfing partner with many happy hours spent in a special form of delinquency. I'll take the story of the Provisional 5-Iron ("I threw the 4-iron but wasn't sure if it stayed in bounds, so I threw the 5 as well.") to my own grave. Jim was buried in Paso Robles, CA on June 29. Many thanks to Jim's great friend Fred Brooks for keeping us apprised of events. We will all miss him, but none more than Fred.

Part of the measure of Jim's kindness was his bedside visit just months before his own passing to Rocky Dodd, who passed away in April of this year in Dayton, TX. Rocky's sister Kelly Jenkel let us know about that and about Rocky's long career with Global Marine and the joy that he took from being part of our collective lives. Rocky will be much missed.

The Parting Word

We will leave you with a much needed Rooseveltian quotation:

"It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat."

It's our fond hope that at least some of the parties in the current national debate prove to be worthy of the sentiment. And, most of all, we ourselves.

Meantime, enjoy the coming of Fall, and live like there is no tomorrow. And for heaven's sake, go Texans! We'll return when the elections are done, the turkey has been eaten and the presents are under the tree. 

Your faithful Blogmaster,

Seahorse

Alumni Newsletter Spring 2012

Greetings from a distinctly summery Bayou City.  Although it is still arguably "spring", the crape myrtles are blooming, the 101st edition of the Indianapolis 500 has come and gone, and we have an actual Triple Crown contender going to the Belmont Stakes the weekend after next. Sure signs that it's time to move this issue into print.


It being a new year, we have made a few changes. First, to acknowledge that more and more of our readers hail from the Transocean side of the yard, we have rebranded the blog to include their stories. Note that we will continue to use our blog address, gsfalumni.blogspot.com, and our email address will continue to be gsfalumni@gmail.com. This is partly because we are set in our ways, but technology being what it is some things are simply too interrelated to change in any case. Second, we have added a PayPal tool to the blog sidebar to facilitate the rendering of lucre to the Alumni for upcoming events or to accept donations to fund our activities. More on that below.

This spring has been surprisingly quiet for the Alumni, which is a blessing in view of what we had to report in the recent past. Our Necrology section is, for once, absent. Nonetheless there were events of interest.

Ruminations

We have never ceased to be astonished by the willingness of our political class to pummel the population into near insensibility during an election year. At least in these United States we do have a more or less fixed election cycle, whereas in many other nations elections occur with the rise and fall of popular opinion, economic circumstance or in some cases outright rebellion. So we know what's coming  and when it's coming, which is supposedly a good thing. The obverse of this argument is that the politicians have plenty of time to inflict what is for the most part a plague of self-promotion and misinformation upon us. 


And to what end? Whom and what exactly is coming? The dumbing down of the political class from the best and brightest to the merely willing and occasionally power-mad is not very inspiring. All they seem to want is our money, and more of it. I am not very sanguine as to the outcome of this electoral season, particularly as nothing seems to be going very well nor is it likely to in the near future. 


It all makes me pine for a truly Rooseveltian moment, as in Theodore. To find someone who will leap onto his desk, pound his chest and do something about it. Is that too much to ask?


I'll admit that as I've gotten older I find that I have become crankier, and my recent near encounter with the reaper - which was supposed to put me in a tranquil and accepting mood towards life's little vicissitudes - has not lessened the tendency. Therein lies the magic of age: I really am turning into my father. I'm not looking forward to the great bushy eyebrows. Or getting to exclaim for no particular reason, "Those idiots are ruining the country!". But at least I have better golf clubs.


On a positive note, it warmed my heart to see the SpaceX orbital freighter successfully launched and docked with the International Space Station. Now there's a step forward that people in our industry can relate to. Private enterprise at work in a new frontier. It was not so long ago, really, that our forebearers came up with the idea of hanging a drilling rig off the side of a war-surplus landing ship to see what would happen... 


The FaceBook IPO caught my attention as well, although strictly as an observer. I mean, I like FB but this was like one of those old movies where Mickey Rooney and Judy Garland chorus, "Let's put on a play!". Right now I'm busy enough learning to communicate with Siri on my IPhone. I just love Siri. The last time I asked her for directions she said, "Go to Canada before it's too late." Smart girl.


The mockingbird which permanently resides on my patio rail is reminding me to move things along, so without further ado...


Nostalgia (The March of Time)


Some of you may have noted our Facebook traffic (see FB Seahorse Stampede) regarding the former GlobalSantaFe headquarters building, which is going under the wrecking ball to make way for a new office development. Too bad. There are a lot of memories in that place. Kyna Agerton penned a lovely tribute which follows.

"The GSF Building is coming down.  For me, it feels like a death all over again…same feeling when GSF ceased to exist.  As an employee of Global Marine and GlobalSantaFe, I couldn’t wait to get to work because I loved both companies so much.  But I especially loved the years at the GSF Building.  Not everyone loved the building like I did, and I could never understand that.  Maybe it is because I created my own world of decorations, and breaks were always spent outside with the animals, but I seemed to always see smiling faces.  I worked hard at my job, as did we all, but everyday no matter what, I felt like I was going to a party.  The building just felt magical to me, but maybe it was magical because of all the people…the employees, clients and vendors that made it feel that way.  Thanks to the hard work of Doug Stegall and Doug Freede, they miraculously turned the inside gloom of the building into a bright and cheerful place…at least for me."

"I have fond memories of the Thanksgiving Luncheon and the surprise Christmas Breakfast, and chatting daily in line at Starbucks or in the Cafeteria.  And what fun it was to hear the neighborhood elementary school sing Christmas Carols in the lunch area.  I loved playing music to coincide with whatever holiday was being celebrated or whatever I was decorating for, and western videos were fun when I decorated for Rodeo.  No one ever sat and watched the videos, but as they passed my area to and from the cafeteria, it was fun to hear comments like, “Wow, I haven’t seen that one in a long time”, or “that was always one of my favorites”.  Every Christmas, I’d have to get Santa Claus out of his box.  He’s a 5 foot Santa (taller than me), but in his box he’s only about 3 foot high.  It was a ritual every year that Doug Freede would help me set Santa up, and of course box him up for another year, but setting him up was the most fun.  We never failed to laugh when Doug would push down on Santa’s shoulders, and give a little twist…Santa would pop up, and out would roll Santa’s head across the floor…just such a funny sight!  Outside was busy too.  Who could forget the vultures sitting outside the Legal Department?  And we were always catching an injured duck, turtle, or bird, or rescuing an orphaned baby squirrel, or a opossum stuck on a ledge in the parking garage.  Of course I wasn’t the only one involved in these rescues… had to call on the building engineers for a lot of help.  I’m not exactly sure how they felt about it, but they always helped me with a smile..."

...And a Shameful Ending

Kyna continues,

"Not only is the building being leveled, but there is a plan to fill in Lake Thicket as well.  While Phil Richardson, a resident of Memorial Thicket, is trying to save the lake, I am trying to save the animals in the lake.  He has met with the President of Skanska, and that same President has received a letter from me requesting that I be given a chance to save the occupants of the lake.  I sincerely hope the lake is saved, but if not, the next best thing is to save the fish and turtles and of course the ducks.  A fence has been erected around the building and a separate fence around the lake.  Many of the ducks have been fenced in and cannot fly to the street where they are used to receiving their food, so I have a little trek across the lawn in the mornings now."

Since this article was penned, the situation regarding the wildlife at the GSF HQ site took a decided turn for the worse. The developer, Skanska USA, is treating the wildlife and the preserve itself in a shameful manner. Kyna has moved heaven and earth to save the animals that she so much loves. She has protested in high places and in person against their maltreatment. If you feel a kindred impulse, contact her at kagerton@gmail.com to help.


Deepwater Horizon Memorial Unveiled


It's hard to believe that it is already two years since that pride of Transocean and eleven brave shipmates slipped beneath the waves, and the drama, tragedy and contentious misfortune which ensued. To mark the occasion and in remembrance, a memorial was unveiled which we feel is quite fitting. The sculpture was created by Christopher Schultz and stands near Transocean's headquarters.

We enclose the link to Trace Adkin's moving tribute, 

Missing You.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NHxyXicQ0GI&sns=fb&noredirect=1

Video provided by Fletcher Rowley

2nd Annual Alumni Reunion

Our first reunion was such a rousing success that we took immediate steps to arrange the next.  Stalwarts Kyna Agerton, Mary Brashear, Patrice Domingue, Connie Abbs and others are the organizers. The Stampede will occur on October 26, 2012 from 6:30 to 10:30PM at Dave & Busters, 7620 Katy Freeway  Houston, Texas 77024.

Having learned from experience, we're pre-registering guests for this event in order to obtain the funds to reserve our room and to cover expenses. Please do feel free to bring spouses, significant others, or anyone else who would like to see oilfield trash in their natural habitat. The fee this year will be $35.00 USD per attendee, which will buy you a seat and dinner. The bar will be cash only.

Mary Brashear has kindly volunteered to be the Treasurer for this event, and has done such a good job of it so far that we have made her Alumni Treasurer for Life. Payment can be made by the PayPal link that appears in the side bar of the blog or by check directly to:

GSF/Global Marine Reunion

c/o Mary Brashear

18006 Autumn Hills Drive

Katy, Texas 77449

mdb5223@gmail.com

There is an actual registration form which you can obtain by mailing Mary at the address above or by submitting mail to gsfalumni@gmail.com with the title "Stampede 2012". PLEASE DO REGISTER EARLY.

Should you feel the urge, we've also provided for donations to the Alumni to fund our continuing operations - we don't need much, but network, materials and related costs do add up. Your generosity will be much appreciated.

The Business of the Tribe

Pharr Smith has joined Rowan as SVP Operations Support at Rowan. John Cobbs is also working for Rowan as a new construction Project Administrator in South Korea. To complete the trifecta, Jay Stiles is working in the Upgrade Projects Group at Rowan. For those of you who have not noted, things are definitely on the boil at the Williams Tower... a regular Alumni village.

Adrian Gray has surfaced in Singapore working for Aban Offshore. Kristina McGrath and Kelly Millsap have departed Lyondell Basell. We're not sure of Kristina's current pursuits but Kelly has landed at Nalco. Susan Green is working for Condon Claims Management. Mary Brashear is working for John Moore Services.

Transocean has promoted James Stegall to Rig Manager. God help them.

Speaking of new construction, Brian and Whitney Townsend have not only completed their new home in Houston but are expecting. One would have thought that these activities would be mutually exclusive, but...

Gregg Burt has been located in Austin, Texas, where he lives a few blocks from Buddy and Linda King.

On the retiree front, Bruce Watson now calls Granite Shoals, Texas home. Connie and Jim Abbs are now firmly settled in the Great White North in Trego, Wisconsin. One of our all time favorites, Bruce Kerr of Brisbane, Australia is pending retirement for oh, say, the twentieth time. We'll see if he actually goes for it this time.

We have confirmed that Neil Patience continues his long standing addiction to golf on company time and football on his own time. 

Keith Watts let us know that he has copies of the Global Marine News going back to 1974 (which incidentally was the year in which yours truly joined up) and thus joins Colin Murphy, Milton Bade, Dan Hansen and other notables as keepers of the Global Marine relics. We would love to get a more consistent idea as to who has troves of information of this type... do let us know.

All of these folks and more can be found in the latest update of the Alumni Directory, which you can access from the sidebar of this blog. Keep up with the latest peregrinations of the Alumni on Facebook at Seahorse Stampede.

Missing Persons: several of the Alumni have dropped off the radar and we are desirous of finding them if they wish to be found. In no particular order, Myra Pickett, Dave Webb, Brooke Wooton, Clay Coan, Bob McKechnie, Jeff Ivory, Jeff Todish, Trevor Howard, Randy Sivils, Richard Greff, and Larry Sparks. Most of these we find by dropped emails, and we hope that they are well. You can either let them know that we are looking for them or turn them in - we won't tell. 

One Last Thing

In spite of the trying times there seems to be much good amongst us and much good in our lives for which we should all be grateful. The politicians will in due course go away and (here we are being really hopeful) the economy will recover. It's all a matter of time, and being wise by necessity of our trade we know that all tides turn. For those of you who are in travail, remember that you are not alone.

Our best wishes to all of you. Your faithful Blogmaster and helpers.

GSF Alumni Fall/Winter 2011 Newsletter

Greetings from the Bayou City. We've had more than our fair share of excitement in the last half of 2011, both not good (see the Necrology) and very good (see The Seahorse Stampede).

Yours truly has been enjoying the view from the penthouse as the weather has been absolutely miserable for golf for months. When your pro calls and says that it's 40F with winds blowing 35 mph and the driving range is flooded, you know that you'll be spending the day indoors. Ergo this missive.

Ruminations

It seems to us that the energy industry may be the only functional industry in the country outside of Apple, which happily supplies us with expensive applicances. My cat is fascinated with my IPhone 4S. I have trouble figuring out to work it.

Since we're officially in an election year we'll forgoe the usual tirade and just let everyone vote with their minds and hearts, which you must surely do. Our hatred for the EPA continues unabated, but there you are. As was once famously said, everyone needs someone to hate.

The Stampede

The first Stampede, which we have been promising for many years, was held in west Houston in a margarita-drenched and very happy episode of re-communication and remembrance on November 4th. Kudos to Kyna Agerton, Patrice Domingue and Mary Brashear for organizing the event, which turned into a hug-fest relatively quickly and was only moderately noisy for an oil-field trash event. Of course we drove almost everyone out of the restaurant. Great fun and many friendships renewed. We did come up a little short on the promised attendance, but Billy Spear, Dan Munoz and in turn yours truly covered the loss. There's nothing like an LLC with a bank balance.

There will be a next time; just let us know if you're coming or not beforehand.

The Doings of the Tribe

Having let six months go by, there is much to report.

Alan Breed has joined Rowan as a VP of Marketing for deepwater drilling; Myrtle Jones is happily esconsced at Service Corp International; Drew Baker has moved to Atwood as General Counsel; Brooke Wooton has moved to Noble; Terry Bonno has been promoted to Senior VP Marketing at Transocean; Kathi Grier has moved to Vantage Drilling.

Dave Faure has been promoted to VP Assistant General Counsel at Rowan. Fred Brooks has joined at Rowan to oversee deepwater operations.

Scott Bell married Christie Sciandra and has gone off to Kuala Lumpur, as has James Stegall and his lovely bride. Ya'll have fun; great town except for the occasional cobra.

As we have said before, GSF was like a supernova; we have friends throughout the industry. Do help your alumni friends.

Necrology

This comes way too early in our news but we have much to report.

Bob Rose

One of the founders of our feast, and especially mine (he was crazy enough to hire me in 1974) has left us. Carolyn Rose was kind enough to have a celebration of Bob's life at the Lakeside CC on 9/29. It was a true celebration and rememberance, as is deserved. Bob made at lot happen for many of us, and I personally will miss him very much. Bless Carolyn for her generosity, and think well of the man who made so much possible for so many of us.

Steve Mershon

A much beloved senior engineer from the GMDI days of Global Marine and many years after. Kyna has penned a beautiful obiturary which can be read by replying to her at kagerton@gmail.com.

Dave Alfson

A good friend and a fantastic humorist. The kind of guy you could literally die laughing from. Dave died after a fall. Bob Barnard forwarded the news.

Peter Braddick

Scott Brittin forwarded the news of Peter's passing in Rio Rancho, N.M.

Marcus Thomas

Marcus did not work for either GSF or Transocean directly but he was a special friend. Always on board, always courteous, always happy. A good thing. Sad he is gone.

The Last Thing

I hated to write the last chapter of of the news because we lost so many. But you know - I had dinner last night with Jeff Shepard - the goal of life is to accomplish something. Do good, be good, and follow through. Nothing else actually matters.

With all best regards, your webmaster and faithful helpers.