at me he would climb the mast using the mast steps to the spreader and stay up there until he calmed down. This went on about twice a month
for three years. It was the farthest place he could go to get away. Now that he's turning 40 and has three kids of his own we get a good laugh
now and then about it. It was just the two of us but we had a crew guy for about 6 months that he could talk with and then once we got to the VI he had my brothers kids to vent at so it wasn 't so bad. Good times.