For all the summers from 1974 to 1994, we sailed the waters of Long Island Sound, on my sloop the Windsong. Sometimes, we had friends or acquaintances along, those Saturdays, but mostly there was just the two of us. We relaxed from our strenuous week of work.
We spent a week of each of those summers having a great time with our wives, both named Lynn, visiting the many ports of the sound from Orient Point to Martha’s Vineyard. I don’t remember a rainy day in any of those glorious weeks. Only once we encountered a thick fog but we navigated safely home.
I couldn’t have and wouldn’t have sailed those, carefree, sunny days with the wind in my face, alone. You made it possible.
Now you are sailing the uncharted waters of the hereafter, not alone. My thoughts will always be with you.
Godspeed, my friend.