In 1983 we met some people who introduced us a wonderful
new activity: sailing. These new friends
(thanks Patty and Tom) invited us to join them in a charter sail in the Virgin
Islands. It was a perfect fit: he was an
engineer and she loved to read and cook.
That was the first of 5 trips with family, including one with Dave’s dad,
and another with Todd's then girlfriend, now wife, Cindy.
Dave was totally hooked and started subscribing to
sailing magazines and going to boat shows.
Somewhere along the line I realized I needed to get interested too. By this time we had become friends with the
captain and first mate, Ann and Marvin. We
had managed to be in the same place at the same time every few years. Sunday was one of those times. They were returning from Alaska and visited a
cousin in Portland. Our morning had been
very emotional with the stained glass window dedication, but we could not pass
up the opportunity to see them.
It is strange feeling to say goodbye when we know that it
is the last time for Dave. There are
going to be many more, and I don't think it will get any easier. Remembering my favorite saying from one of
our sailing magazine can help. “The
difference between an ordeal and an adventure is attitude”. We can cherish the fact that we have had the opportunity.
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