Friends and Family of Jocko gathered at Horace Caldwell Pier on Saturday for a memorial and burial at sea. It was something I won’t soon forget. The images will be everlasting; loved ones walking out on the pier with surfers quietly paddling out. Once outside the bowl, the surfers turned their boards towards each other and grasped hands to make a circle in the water. The waves rocked us up and down so our grips were tight. Jocko’s son Tyler steadied himself in the middle and we surrounded him like a big embrace. His wife, Pam, was so gracious, so sad, and so strong. Tyler returned Jocko to the ocean in a circle of beautiful flowers as they floated on the surface. Then we all said goodbye with our tears and calls and whoops and water slaps and splashes of salt spray. After a few moments we paddled out to catch some waves for Jocko and it was magical.