As the sun began its downward track, I looked around the picnic table at the group of our friends laughing as they enjoyed cheese and crackers and crisp, chilled white wine. We were gathered on a yacht-club deck to celebrate as Father’s Day drew to a close. Our young children played nearby in the golden light before the backdrop of the mooring field and Long Island Sound beyond.
Today is my father’s birthday. And he’s the reason I’m here … no, no. Not in the “reason I’m on this Earth” way though it’s true in that sense as well. My father is the reason I’m in this job.
He bought our family’s first boat – a 21-foot Bayliner bowrider named Why Knot – when I was about a year old. We had that boat for almost two decades before upgrading to a 26-foot Sea Ray named the Sea Hawk.
As the sun began its downward track, I looked around the picnic table at the group of our friends laughing as they enjoyed cheese and crackers and crisp, chilled white wine. We were gathered on a yacht-club deck to celebrate as Father’s Day drew to a close. Our young children played nearby in the golden light before the backdrop of the mooring field and Long Island Sound beyond.
Today is my father’s birthday. And he’s the reason I’m here … no, no. Not in the “reason I’m on this Earth” way though it’s true in that sense as well. My father is the reason I’m in this job.
He bought our family’s first boat – a 21-foot Bayliner bowrider named Why Knot – when I was about a year old. We had that boat for almost two decades before upgrading to a 26-foot Sea Ray named the Sea Hawk.
