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"I guess the first indication was when I was listening to the divers talking over supper one night. And like I said, the brass was on top of these guys big time about talking shop, especially one diver." He mentioned the name of the diver we've called Harry. "The guy was a bit of a rebel. He'd had a few drinks and was saying stuff like 'Yes, sir, sorry, sir, we forgot about the sub, sir. I don't know about you guys but you know and I know that that ain't no sub. I don't know what it is or where it came from, but it ain't from Moscow!" "So this officer tells him to settle down, but Harry's got plenty of booze in him now and he's argumentative. He's saying stuff like "What are we, a bunch of kids? There's no reporters here. You know and I know that ain't no sub!' That's the kind of stuff I'd hear. They wouldn't talk directly to us about it but we'd overhear them talking about this thing down there. At first we thought they were full of shit, but when you saw the trouble they got into whenever they shot their mouths off about it, you had to wonder." Jim shook his head. "No. I don't know for sure what was down there. For a while I thought maybe they had lost an H-bomb out there somewhere, but that didn't seem to fit. Whatever it was, we were there for a week. Then one day we suddenly upped anchor and steamed out to sea at flank speed, and that was the last I heard of it." Chris pressed Jim for more information, but he told Chris that was all he knew and seemed reluctant to go any further with it. He left, saying he had to get his son to hockey practice. Now Chris found it even harder to ignore the story. Jim had raised even more questions that didn't fit in with the Shag Harbor information. And it didn't end there. Chris had a chance meeting with a worker at a laundromat near his apartment. He was reading some press clippings while he waited for his laundry to dry, when a man who was working there noticed him, and said he remembered an incident that had occurred when he lived there as a boy. He told Chris how the military had attempted to block the road so you couldn't get out to Government Point. Apparently they were letting the locals through, but no one else. This interested Chris, because from that vantage point, you could look over a two-mile stretch of water to where the flotilla of ships would have been anchored. Chris told him he had some interest in an incident regarding the navy search in that area. "You might want to talk to the lighthouse keepers at Cape Roseway Lighthouse. It looks right out over that area." Coast Guard. "It doesn't matter about them," he replied. "I can tell you who the lighthouse keepers were. My family knew all of them. There was one man named Brenton Reynolds and another, Harry Van Buskirk. There "And you didn't see anything yourself?" "In Shag Harbor?" Chris asked. "No, near Shelburne, around Government Point. That's where I lived." Chris was inclined to agree with the idea, but wasn't optimistic about getting any cooperation from the