I really wasn't sure where to put this post, but I think for some reason, this thread is appropriate.
Today is brew day. That makes me happy and sad at the same time.
About two weeks ago and old friend and shipmate passed away. Mike had been fighting cancer for about 4 years and finally lost the battle. He was a few years younger than me but he joined the Coast Guard a few months before I did and retired after 30 years of service in September. He was a W4 Bos'n, a Surfman who trained upcoming Surfmen at Cape Disappointment, an Officer in Charge as an enlisted man and a Commanding Officer as a Warrant Officer. He saved many lives and influenced even more young Coasties. He was a 6'7 gentle giant and I have never heard anyone say a bad word about him. He had been an avid Home Brewer, but hadn't brewed in a while. Over that last year or so, as we were both nearing retirement, he'd stop by my office or I would wander over to his and we had many discussion about brewing, the Coast Guard and life in general. Needless to say, I miss him greatly.
At his funeral his wife came up to me and told me that Mike wanted me to have his home brewing equipment. She told me that it was in her attic and said that she needed to go through the attic and clean it. I told her that I would do that for her, so last week when my oldest son had a day off school I took him over to her house and cleaned the attic. It was tough to got through the possessions of a man whose life so mirrored my own and I joked with my son that when I die he'll be doing the same thing in our attic.
In one corner of the attic was a treasure trove of home brewing supplies. Cornie kegs, keggles, kegging supplies, quick disconnects, chillers, a counterflow chiller and carboys and buckets. There was so much stuff I had a hard time getting it all in my car.
I am using some of that equipment today.
Mike had told me that his wife loved Raspberry Blonde Ales and one time he had a batch fermenting in his kitchen and the airlock got plugged up. Pressure built in the carboy and when the top blew off it spewed sticky raspberry beer all over his freshly painted kitchen ceiling and kitchen. He laughed and said that he conveniently had to go to work to respond to a search and rescue case leaving his wife to clean up the mess.
So in his honor and in thanks to his wife, my first brew using Mike's gear is "Repaint the Ceiling Raspberry Blonde Ale" that I will deliver to his wife when I get it bottled and aged