The Black Fox was the naptha launch my great grandfather took down the Kennebec River one spring evening with cousin Gordon about 1910. When they approached Phippsburg, the launch exploded hurling both men into the icey cold waters of the Kennebec. A woman schoolteacher from Phippsburg saw this catastrophy and plunged into the water to save both of them. After making sure the men were alive and safe, she went back to salvage what she could of the Black Fox. Thanks to her, we have the remnants of the Black Fox today.

Woody

P.S. Someone should write the lyrics to this experience.