Photo-a-Day - Aug 2012 - Day 06: Writing

Photo-a-Day - Aug 2012 - Day 06: Writing

From the first time I stepped aboard a sailboat in Duxbury Harbor, albeit a 15-foot daysailer, I felt I was somewhere I belonged.  Never did I experience seasickness or discomfort.  Now in the San Francisco Bay Area, I have had other opportunities to join friends on their sailboats, even sailing out under the Golden Gate Bridge to Bodega Bay.  Each time, I experience that same sense of peace and belonging.

Many years ago, I saw Eugene O'Neill's play "Long Day's Journey Into Night"  It's an exceptional piece of work but what struck me most was Edmund's monologue about being at sea.   While I've never had the chance to sail on a square rigger, I clearly understood the feelings he expressed.

A dear friend of mine created the speech in calligraphy for me.  She even, on a trip back to Mystic Seaport, Connecticut, bought the scrimshaw (faux) for me.  With the talent of my friend and framer, the two elements were merged together and it now holds a place of honor on the wall of my den and in my heart.