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I'll turn 60 this month. It's a great and freeing achievement, and one I fully intend to celebrate aboard my new used sailboat. (Since I don't know how to sail anything larger than a Sunfish, my birthday present to myself may be tied to the pier for a while.)
It's about the smallest sailboat that can claim to have sleeping quarters, and it's where I want to awake on the dawning of my 60th year.
Whisper is its name. Is that a message to tone down the volume on my communications, to use a feather instead of a sledgehammer? Whisper will be tied to slip #15 on the pier, when the pier reappears, that is.
For the past five days, violent thunderstorms two or three times a day have raised the water level at least 10 inches, floating some of the pier off its supports and sinking some sections under water.
Walking out on top of it was surreal. My friend Leslie wanted to know how to title the photo she was about to take. "Just call it 'Mary Dee Walking On Water,'" I said.
What will be my legacy?
Personally, I hope to have modeled how to have fun.