A day that will live in infamy

Arrrr, mateys!  T'was the eighth of May, in the year of our Lord nineteen hundred and ninety-eight, that Mad Bess and Captain Jack first clapped eyes upon each other, at a rat-infested, plague-ridden port of call known as Sanford Airport (you will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy) and after a voyage of a thousand leagues across the stormy north Atlantic, what was the first thing Bess did when she made landfall?  She mocked your Captain's fine straw hat, festive tropical shirt, and fashionable short trousers!  And the rest, as they say, is history!