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Adventure stands ready and waiting, but deserted. Only an hour ago, her owner, her Captain Ian Janus, was carried from her shining teak deck to an ambulance unconscious, unaware that his dream had been snatched from him on the very eve of its fulfillment. In a small white hospital room, Jessica Janus looks out of place. She's too strong, too young and healthy to belong here. She stares down at her father's comatose figure. The doctors can't explain to her what's happened. They suspect a stroke that they can't be sure yet. All she wants is for her father to be returned to her as he had been this morning. A vibrant, vital man. She wants him to make his voyage around the world in his boat adventure, as he had always dreamed of doing. It seems close to him. Dad, Dad, can you hear me? Dad, I can't stand this. I can't see you like this. Won't you open your eyes? Look at me with that look of yours. Make me believe that this hasn't happened to you. I'm not going to let your dream go down. 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I wonder if this is how Dad feels. Is this what it's like to be in a coma? Such enormous, all-encompassing quiet. I wish I could know if he'd heard me when I told him that I was going. I hope he knows. Somehow I feel that he does. It should be... It should be Dad out here instead of me. It was his dream to sail around the world alone, and he's in that hospital with that awful machine beside him, whining, breathing for him. It seems so strange and wrong. Dad never wanted anyone to do anything for him. That's what Mother always said. Her voice so sad, so defeated. I guess that's why they divorced. He'd never let her do anything for him. And now I'm doing this. Now he has to have everything done for him. How he must hate it. Maybe it's wrong that I'm here. But who better than I? I've been planning this trip for over a year. I know every chart. I know every inch of adventure. And I love her almost as much as he does. One of the first things I remember is the smell of the ocean. 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Jessica, after a day of strenuous single-handed sailing, sits below exhausted, muscles aching, hunched over her journal. She is riding of the previous night when wrenched from sleep by the sound of a terrible crash. She had feared that her voyage just begun was at an end. And even possibly her life. I ran up on deck not knowing what I'd find there. I was confused, disoriented, still groggy with sleep, and frightened, terrified. My heart thudding in my chest. I couldn't believe what I saw. I had visions in my mind of disaster and destruction, but instead I found everything in order. I ran crazily from stem to stern, thinking perhaps I had dreamt that horrible sound, but I knew that it was no dream. The boat was going beautifully. I checked the cell steering gear on the tiller. It was functioning properly. I looked to the mast in the main boom. I'd feared finding them broken in a drift, but there was nothing but peaceful, blind motion. I stood at the stern and tried to think what could have happened. And then, in the rushing white wake so near, so very close to me, I thought that I saw a huge shadowy form. My heart, which had calmed and started to go evenly jumped and began to race once again. I knew that was what adventure had come up against. I tried to remember all that I knew about killer whales. The one fact that kept playing over and over in my mind was how they did battle. They would jump upon their opponent until it grew exhausted and finally died. I tried to put from my mind the vision of a killer whale jumping on adventure. I bent down closer to the water, to sea, but it was impossible. I went below. I couldn't sleep again. This morning I replaced the cutlery in cans that had been thrown about and scattered across the cabin. They were my only proof that the night before had not been a nightmare. I was glad for that proof. Nightmares frightened me far more than any reality. I made my 140 miles today. There was good sailing, but through the tiredness I can only feel a twinge of accomplishment. I thought that I was in better shape than this. I'm only 27 after all, but I think that more than any physical exertion, the idea that everything rests totally on my shoulders wears me out. I begin to understand Dad and his great love of independence. The sea fosters that love for its cruel and its ability to destroy the weak and dependent. I'm going to try and reach Los Angeles on the radio telephone tonight. I suppose that I'm not yet so independent that I don't long to hear the sound of a human voice other than my own. Hello? Hello Los Angeles? This is adventure. Hello? Could you? Los Angeles, I'm not receiving you. Hello Los Angeles? Report. I'm not reading Los Angeles. Los Angeles. Wind up to 80 knots. Hurricane. Leaving you Los Angeles, do you hear me? I'll try another transmission later. Hurricane. Off. Baja. I'm headed straight into it. 20 days and nearly 3,000 miles traveled. I've survived killer whales and hurricanes, become seas and impossible radio communications, but today was the most disturbing of all. A tanker was coming up fast to the windward of me. I tried to contact them with the signaling lamp, but they didn't see me. I took all the wind and for a time I lost control of adventure. Luckily the rigging was not damaged, but the incident troubled me greatly and still does. I felt as they passed me that I didn't exist. I was invisible, lost somewhere between heaven and earth. Then the tanker disappeared on the horizon and I was alone on the sea once again. We'll return after this message from your local station. Equally proud of my family, storming my wife and our two children. They're both healthy, normal kids, but you know there are some children in this world in your neighborhood who are not so lucky. They were born with handicaps, injured in accidents or disabled by illness. 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Are you actually willing to give your life to make this voyage around the world alone? I suppose that I am. What's your motivation? What drives you? What are you doing here, Miss Janis? What are you trying to prove? Well, I just want to do it. I don't really think I'm trying to prove anything. Oh, you're not trying to prove that a woman is capable of doing anything that a man can? No, I'm definitely not trying to prove that. This began as my father's dream. When he was unable to make the voyage, I took over for him. If there's any reason that can be given for what I'm doing, I suppose that's it. Then you mean you're making this trip for your father? Yes. Not completely, though. That's simply how it began. But you do have your own reasons. Now I do. And what are they, Miss Janis? I'm not sure. All I know is that I have to say, I must do this. It's difficult for me to explain. I've been alone for a long time. My main concern has been with surviving. Your questions are difficult for me to answer. Not that they aren't valid, but they don't have that much meaning for me right now. They're hard for me to understand. Sailing alone for an extended period of time changes your perspective, your perception of things, what's important and what isn't. I wonder if we could do this interview at another time. Perhaps would I'm better adjusted to the world again. Out there where I've been is a very different world from this one. Oh, then you're planning on being in Melbourne for a time? Yes, through the month anyway. There's some repairs that need to be made on the boat, some adjustments made. Yes. Well, just one last question, Miss Janis. Yes? Is it true that you've lost over 20 pounds on this first part of your voyage? I've lost weight. I'm not exactly sure how much. 20 pounds sounds an awful lot. I don't think it's that much. But even so, do you think that you'll have the strength to continue on? I will go on. There's no question of that. I'd like to come back in a week or so and ask you a few more questions, Miss Janis. Oh, yes. Yes, all right. Come again. Maybe then I won't be quite so vague, so slow on the uptake. I'll be back, Miss Janis. Good-bye. Hello. Hi. I'm David Flynn. The architect? Yes. Oh, I've been expecting you. Come on board. I've gotten glowing reports about you from my friends here. Are you as good as they say? Yes, probably better. And modest too. I never counted modesty as a virtue. Usually it's just a lie. I suppose. I think I just missed seeing you about ten years ago. That's right. You were crewing on your father's boat. We won that year. Barely. You just beat my father. And I suppose you think if you'd been with him, he would have won? I do. Oh, I remember how angry I was when I couldn't go on that race. I had to return to Oxford. It was my first year up there and it wasn't easy. I was angry when I missed that race. Then the anger turned to pain. That was my father's last race and I didn't have it with him. I'm sorry. He was a wonderful man. We were all very friendly adversaries on that race. I think it was one of the best times of my life. Oh, how is your father doing? He's the same. I was on the phone last night. He's still in a coma. I'm very sorry, Jessica. I was listening when you were talking with the reporter just now. You have absolutely no business attempting this, you know? That reporter went away thinking the same thing and he'll probably print it. You don't think I can do it? Your father was equipped to make this voyage. He was probably one of the few people on Earth who was, but you're not. I've made it thus far. You haven't gone around the horn yet. I've just been through the Tasman Sea. I think that says something about my abilities. I think it says something about your luck. And now you're pushing it. Listen, I asked you to come and look over Adventure because I've had some problems with her and I thought you might be able to help. You're supposed to be a good naval architect, but obviously you don't want to help me, so why don't you just go now? I didn't say I wasn't going to help you. But I'm saying I don't want your help. I think you're arrogant and egotistical. I don't think we could work together. There are lots of good naval architects. Ah, but you're going to need the best. Do you want to know what I think, Jessica? No, not particularly. I think you're stubborn, stupidly stubborn. I don't care what you think. And I think you're the skinniest and the most beautiful girl I've ever seen in my life. But I don't like the shape of your hull. I beg your pardon? Right over here, this hull. It's all wrong, especially for Cape Horn. Oh, there's nothing wrong with the hull? It makes it very easy to cap size. You might not come back up. Well, I don't believe it, but that's a risk I'll have to take. I haven't the time to change the hull now. I want to be out of here within the month. That's impossible. It'll take at least two months for me to refit this boat properly. I may be able to brace that hull. Who said you were going to do it? I did, and I'm going to. Did you mean what you told that reporter? What? That you were willing to give your life to make this voyage. Did I say that? I suppose I meant it. You'd better, because you're liable to do just that. Have you considered how your father would feel about this? I haven't thought of much else. But I really don't want to talk about it. All right, Jessica. How did your boyfriend feel about you going? How do you know if I have a boyfriend or not? You do, don't you? Yes. I did. Well, what did he think? I don't know. I left him a note telling him. A note? That was big of you. What did this warm little note say? Hi, I'm silent around the world alone. See you in a year or so. Best regards, Jess. It was the best I could do. Do you think he'll be waiting for you? I doubt it. He's not the patient type. I really don't want to talk about it. What do you want to talk about? Adventure. And what it's going to take to get her ready so I can leave here as soon as possible. Do you think we'd be able to work together? Yes. I want to say this now. I have no intention of becoming personally involved with you, David. All I want is to make this voyage. I'm going to do it. That's all that matters to me. And afterwards, if and when you've done it, what then? I'll think about that then. Are you leaving? I'm going up to check the rigging. I don't believe in keeping light his waiting. You want out of here? I'll get you out of here in a hurry and with pleasure. Thank you. You're welcome. Jessica, close that book. I want to talk to you about the self-steering gear. Is there something wrong, David? No, it works properly. Well, what then? You shouldn't rely on it when you're rounding the horn. Oh, I can't stay awake 24 hours a day for days on end? Exactly my point. In those seas, you have to be constantly alert, aware of your course, and paying close attention to the sails at all times, Jessica. You shouldn't be sleeping below depending on that self-steering gear. In other words, I shouldn't go, and this is just one more in a long line of your lectures. I know, we've both been working very hard these last two months getting you ready to go, but I've never wanted you to, not from the first day. I don't know why I wanted to work on adventure. Call it perversity. Or maybe I just wanted to be with you. David, you remember what I said. I don't want to get involved. That was the rule, no involvement. So I broke it. I didn't. Are you sure of that? No. A hazard. You should be listed in the Admiralty's sailing directions along with all the other treacherous currents. Oh, you're feeling a little off course? Will you put aside the sailing directions and the pilot charts for a little while and come for a swim with me? I really should. Come on, I'm all finished here. I've checked and rechecked everything on adventure. She's ready. The sails have just come back. Oh, they're back. How do they look? Good. Oh, then I can leave. Any time. Jessica, come for last swim with me. I'll race you out to the raft. All right, David. You should have at least said one, two, three, go. I never cheat. I am not a cheat. I'm merely an opportunist. You gave me the opportunity to begin before you, so I took it. Cheat? Opportunity? Important that you always win, Jessica. I suppose that winning is as important to me as it is to you. You love to win, David, and you know that you're in no position to blame me for loving it, too. Jessica, don't go. David, please don't start. I'm going. Nothing you can say will stop me. Nothing? Nothing. I remember the first day I saw you. You were sitting cross-legged on the deck of adventure, and that reporter was standing over you, asking you questions a mile a minute. You are so skinny. Well, I've gained some weight. You're still the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. David. Tell me not to say it's true. Did the reporter ever come back? Yes. And he asked me a lot of questions I still couldn't answer. I don't know why I have to do it, but I do. It's all tangled up with my father and his dream. Only now it's become my dream, too. I couldn't explain it to the reporter, and I can't explain it to you, David. Jessica, would you... Would you let me go with you? Oh, don't think I don't know how hard it was for you to ask me that. But no, you can't go with me. It wouldn't be the same. He wouldn't be allowed. That's right. And you have to do it alone. Yes. It's crazy. I've worked like a slave getting you ready to go, and you're going as the last thing in the world that I want. Why did I do it? Because I needed you. You're going to need me when you go around the horn, too. Probably. I don't have you, so I'll have to do it myself. And I will, David. Jessica, I love you, and that's crazy, too. I know it. My parents were divorced when I was 13, David. They tore me apart. I didn't understand. I truly believed that they loved each other, and they did. But that wasn't enough. Dad had this need, this obsession to be his own man, to go his own way, not to be answerable to anyone or anything, to be alone. And love couldn't counterbalance that need. He never should have married. In fact, he doesn't even belong in this century. He should have been with Captain Cook and the others, all the others who never really arrived, but searched all of their lives. Searched for what? A place to stop. Peace. Are you trying to tell me that you're like your father? Yes. I didn't even know it myself until I began this voyage. I have to do it. Maybe I'll feel differently after it's over. I know that right now it would be... it would be very easy for me to stay here with you, but I can't. I don't know if I'll be there when you've finished your voyage. I wouldn't expect that. I wouldn't ask it of you. I know, and that's just the reason that I'll probably be there waiting for you. Come on, David. I'll race you to the beach. No. I don't want to race with you anymore, Jessica. What are you planning to leave? Tomorrow morning. Are you coming, David? I'd like to have you take a look at that wind direction in the gator. Yes, Jessica. I'm right behind you. Natural take at life. But where do I start? It's like the new pretty natural light shaper from Sears. The pretty natural light helps keep you smooth all day under your clothes, giving you a shape that's soft and natural thanks to the shimmery lightweight powernet never intimidates you because its control is moderate with a front panel that helps keep your tummy where you want it. Pretty natural light. 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Terry and denim are ready to bop in Sears Budget Shop. At most larger Sears retail stores. And here's the concluding act of the loan voyager. Jessica? Jessica? David! Hi, yesterday. I know, Jessica. Haven't you gotten the current weather reports? Yes, I have. There's a big storm blowing up from the south. Yes, I know all about it, but I'm not waiting. Don't be an idiot. You can postpone leaving for one day. What possible difference would one day make? I can't wait, David, not for a day, not for anything. I have to go now. Why? Because I'm afraid if I don't go right now, I won't go at all. I'm afraid, David. Are you satisfied? I've said it. I'm scared to death. Of sailing around the horn? Yes, of the horn and the Indian Ocean and the Atlantic and the Pacific. And of you. These last two months with you have been wonderful and that scares me. No, please get off my boat, David. I have to go. All right, Jessica. You're free, Jessica. Goodbye. This voyage alone. All of the perils, the storms, the comms, everything. Find yourself out in the middle of all of this, my friend. And are you wondering the same thing about me? Is your wing hurt? Let me see. Easy, easy now. Not going to hurt you. I want to help you. Let me look at that wing. It's been blown up against my mast. The wind is nearly four-six out there. Poor little bird. You stay right there. I'm going to see if I can't rig up some kind of splint for your wing. This is supposed to be a first-aid kit for people, but let's see if we can't find something for you, bird. This should work. Be afraid of me. This will help you, I promise. You won't like it much now, but it'll make your wing better. And when you're all better, you can fly again. But not into another storm like this one I hope. It seems to be calming down a little. I'm going to try and reach Melbourne on the radio now. Will you stay in the box for me? There's a good bird. You'll be better in no time. Hello, Melbourne. Hello, this is Adventure. Hello. This is Milbourne. We're receiving your adventure. There's someone here who's been waiting to speak with you. Jessica? David. Hello, Jessica. I wanted to tell you that just after you left this morning I spoke with someone. Who? Your father. Dad? Yes. What have you, Jessica, of what you're doing? How is he? How is dad? There's still some paralysis, but the doctors are very hopeful. And he said that he was proud of me. He's glad, then, David. Yes. And Jessica? Yes, David. I am, too. I was wrong to try and stop you. Now, don't get cocky. You're not home yet. There's still the horn. You're sailing into the most dangerous town. David? Oh, bird. How can you just sit there? This water feels good. It's so hot. But if I dust myself with sea water, I don't seem to get so thirsty. I have to watch that water supply. There's a long way to go yet. But we're getting nearer to the horn every day. Speaking of we, bird, just how long are you going to tag along with me? How's the wing? This glint's been off for days, and you haven't even tried to fly. Oh, look what a beautiful day it is, bird. Don't you just ache to fly up into that blue sky? Well, don't you, bird? Or are you scared? You can stay with me for as long as you like. I understand all about being afraid. I'm afraid too, bird. Maybe you'll still be with me when we get to the horn. And you'll see one of the things I'm scared of. I'm planned on sailing quite so close to the horn, but suddenly it was there. That black island looming far too near. By my estimation, some of the waves I encountered today must have been nearly 100 feet high. It's awesome beyond words to be out in such a scene. And I'm not through again. Only now it's night, and the waves are huge and black instead of their enormous daytime green. That's the only difference. Their fatal force appears to be the same now as today, and I appear to be my same fragile self alone. Yet somehow, after living through today, I'm not the same as I was, and I never will be again. Standing here with this excited crowd that has gathered here today to welcome home Jessica Janus after her successful solo voyage around the world. She's coming up the channel now. Her cameras are on her. A Coast Guard escort and hundreds of small pleasure craft are surrounding her. Her courage and daring are being wildly applauded throughout the world, but nowhere so much as here. This spot where she quietly slipped away alone so many months ago. Now she's returning to the Jessica Janus and her boat's most appropriately named adventure after circumnavigating the globe. They're coming quite close to us now, getting the moment when Jessica Janus steps ashore. This is it. It's over. I did it. Do you believe it? I'm not sure that I do. Would you look at all those people, Bird? Just look at them. Yes, it is Dad. And David, David's with him. You know what, Bird? 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Sears Decorator rods, the crowning touch to your rooms. What's in the bag? A package deal from Sears that lets me put my best foot forward. How's that? I save 20% on this five-pair bag of all pro sports socks. What great looks, great fit, and the savings really stack up. 20% off. You saved a bundle, all right. But are there other socks on sale? Choose from casual, sporty, and support styles too in three or five-pair package deals from Sears. All at 20% off. Sale ends May 26th. Prices may vary in Alaska and Hawaii. Available at most larger Sears retail stores. Has been brought to you by Sears, Robuck and Company. Where our policy is satisfaction, guarantee, or your money back. Sears, where America shops for value. The Lone Voyager was written by Pamela Russell, produced and directed by Elliot Lewis. Your host was Richard Widmar. Our stars were Janet Waldo and Lynn Berman. Featured in the cast were William Woodson, Ben Wright, and Lee Millar. The music for Sears Radio Theater was composed and conducted by Nelson Riddle. This is Art Gilmore speaking. Associate director of Sears Radio Theater is Ken McManus. Sound effects were created by Bud Tollison. Mark Trella is production supervisor. And the recording engineers are Joe Wachter and Hal MacDonald. The Elliot Lewis production of Sears Radio Theater is a presentation of CVI. Pass the whipped cream. I will not. Love whipped cream. Do you love me? Of course I do. More than whipped cream? Tony, you're overweight as it is. Now, Thelma... Thelma? Thelma is doing volunteer work for the American Heart Association and she was telling me... A lot, knowing Thelma. Tony, I'm serious. A fatty diet is no good for your heart. I don't want you having a heart attack. But, honey... Tony, you could use a lot less, honey. You've been living on sugar alone. Now, we're going to get the American Heart Association's cookbook and make our diets heart-healthy so we can be together for a long time. Oh, Blanche, you're sweet. Sweet? Yeah, I know. Contact your American Heart Association for information about a heart-healthy diet. We're fighting for your life. In the South, volunteers work on cooperatives where poor farmers are shown a more productive way to farm their land. In Appalachia, volunteers have started nutrition programs and adult literacy classes. And in northern cities, volunteers are working long hours to convince ghetto residents there are new ways to bring life to a dying neighborhood. They're vista volunteers. Volunteers in service to America who devote a year working to give poor people a greater capacity to help themselves because it's not only a lack of money that makes people poor, it's a lack of knowledge and resources within their community. Thanks to Vista, there are now programs that will carry on long after a volunteer leaves. People are now finding out they can have a voice in solving the problems that affect their lives. America needs more Vista volunteers. It often means the difference between help and no help at all. Call toll-free 800-424-8580 or write Vista, Washington, D.C. 20525, a public service at this station and the ad council. The Sears Radio Theater will be a story of the West with Lauren Green as your host. Let's listen. It's strange. You ain't even been consummated. I couldn't believe it. She raised her voice to me. I wonder it took so long. I deserve it. I've been a fool and a slow fool at that. So be sure and tune in next Monday to the Sears Radio Theater on WNEW, Metro Media Radio, New York.