Spring at Nixes Mate headquarters, in Boston Harbor, is a pilgrimage from purgatory to paradise and back again, an advent circle of cold and heat and that wicked east wind telling us to stop looking for redemption in the weather. As a quiet settles over our navigational hazard we look to the sky, to keep watch for those who count, the missing we lost in flight. Tell each other what you discover here - make a testimony - out live those who lie. Begin.