Having designed and built the Bounty Taverne, I was both pleased and saddened to read the article “Come sail away …” (BDN, Dec. 16-17) about its planned destruction. Pleased to learn how many folks had such fond memories of having enjoyed themselves aboard the vessels that I had so lovingly created, and saddened to learn that my pride and joy is to be no more. It is almost like losing a child.

One builds an edifice and just assumes that it will exist in perpetuity, but not so, especially in today’s world. I imagine that my signature still resides in the darkest corner of the hull, and will until the wrecking ball lays waste to the ship.

Goodbye Bounty…

Eliot J. Chandler

Presque Isle