a history of us

I recall the first time I stepped on board a cruiser. About 10 years old and the junk dealer who had the massive old broken boat in his place of business, let me come and play on it anytime I could. The only water it would ever see again was the rains and snow that finally broke it to the pile of broken wood years later. From that day to this one, the passion that started that day never left. On that old boat with a book in hand, I traveled the world!