Strain
We anchored in Sabine Pass, among giant oil rigs used for drilling…
A Man's Place
For several days, I debated whether to swallow my pride and motor…
Deepwater Anxiety
We motor-sailed on to Galveston, another easy run, no wind to…
Superstitious
No amount of precaution and planning would keep Betsy comfortable…
Belly Up
Betsy was all for heading to the Caribbean or Central America,…
Tuning the Rig
We had not had sex since living together in the mountains. Back…
Name Change
We were hungover leaving the yacht broker’s house. I asked…
Expiration Date
At a dinner party with the yacht broker who had sold me the boat,…
Glamour of Theives
I located a boat in Texas. Practically a new vessel, with less…
Synchronized
In North Carolina, we looked for a house up and down the Outer…
Beyond Romance
I called Betsy from a phone booth in Edenton, North Carolina,…
Hurrying to Elsewhere
Leaving church, I drove out to the Oconaluftee River, found a…