I was frequently the recipient of lectures from my father-in-law - the Cap'n.
Spinney knew that keeping a small boatyard working during the winter months is not easy.
what child growing up on stories of the sea by father and uncles can resist dazzling tales of Caribbean piracy?
A friend owned a Bristol 27. A boat that could be comfortable for two on extended cruising but wasn't something two people could liveaboard.
Small nuggets of fact often are below mountains of folklore. Getting to the nugget usually is impossible. So it is with most sea stories.
A few years after the "Shotgun Christmas," I was introduced to another Christmas tree hunt style.
Growing up in Manhattan, my idea of the forest was the little woods in the parks I played in. The lore of Christmas tree hunting was restricted.
My last stint doing bottom paint, wooding old varnish, was almost exactly twenty years prior.
The healthy growth of forests was a later phenomenon, he told me. When he was young, there were few trees; wood got cut for heat.
While we had been courting visits to grandmother during the winter had required heating soapstone bedwarmers on the stove and putting them in the bed before retiring.