For Ever, I hope
This past weekend, one of the best of the season, we sailed from Rock Hall to St. Mikes on Saturday and returned to Langford Creek on Sunday. After clearing the Narrows, the sail on Sunday, beating up the Chester River, was one of the best ever. On board were my wife, one of our sons and one of our daughters. They got together during the week convinced each other that they needed a sailing fix, called and made the arrangement. Oh, by the way this son is 26 and the daughter, our baby, happens to be a Junior this year at Westchester U. They, along with the other son and daughter grew up on our family sailboats. Their (and our) best memories are of "that thunderstorm" or "those stars" or "that race" or when Mom or Dad did "that" or "this dumb thing" on the boat. They were never an interuption to the sailing plans they made the sailing plans more enjoyable. We always considered ourselfs, as a family, lucky and I guess a little blessed, that we could own a sailboat and enjoy it together. Sure, there were times when someone didn't want to be there that weekend (sometimes it was even one of the adults.) We always tried to accomidate and most of the times we did. It worked out so great that now our two grandchildern (10 and 3) spend time with us sailing, they love it to. We never pushed any of the kids to learn, we just provided the environment for it. They seemed to pick up on our enjoyment of them and the surroundings. I think that games, movies, books and the like are great, just play or watch or read with them as much as you can. All of them still make time in their busy lives to "go sailing" with us. What more of a reward could a Mom and Dad want than that their kids still like to be around them? Oh, buy the way tacking up the Chester on Sunday we passed "everything" out there and when we were through there where "high fives" all around. We are still a great sailing (or otherwize) team.