
Steve's on-board description of last Sunday's race indicated that "The race seemed to be routine aboard Sea Note" and that "It was a Sea Note type of day". Such was your ability to reduce chaos to a minimum that I am sure it was. However, two other skippers have told me that those gusty conditions presented them with the most challenging sailing they had ever experienced.
Many have commented that it was right that you passed on when you were doing something you were passionate about. But, I'm wondering, what would that have excluded? You exhibited unbridled passion, enthusiasm and expertise in a whole lot of activities in addition to sailing: mentoring students or ex-students, playing banjo in for your Dixie Daddies band, presiding over meetings of contentious yachtsmen, photography - all in addition to being a GR8 family man. You once told me that you were "all about building and nurturing community". Did I leave out that you were an adroit expert in the art of understatement?
I cannot overstate how much I will miss you.
I will miss so much: The Hat. The Smile. The Sparkling words. In Marina One, I would get those stimuli every time I trekked my way to my boat on race day. For those weeks when Sea Note had been moved from her slip, I was (honestly!) disoriented, confused about when to turn for my slip. On days when David was not aboard, I wondered what he knew that I should know: should I be going out?
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