March 26th, 2008

escape, sail


Dad just called me.
He, Mom and Captain Walter are out on the Gulf of Mexico "dusting off this old thing"
This old thing = Walter's sailboat
I could hear the wind whipping the phone, and the pure glee in my Dad's voice.

I told Dad I was just thinking this morning about the call I received around a year ago from Mom while they were out sailing, and I was driving to work, in the snow... At least the weather is seasonal here this time.

8.5 days until we visit them and can sail again ourselves...

july 009

"And so many nights I just dream of the ocean. God, I wish I was sailin' again..." -JB