This is now a few years old; however the content is ever relevant. We find ourselves in a moment in time which none of us ever imagined. This country of ours is so big and diverse. Each of us having a difficult time understanding how we arrived here.
In 1969, shortly before the Admiral’s Cup I was in London and a gypsy tried to give me some Scottish Thistle in front of Harrods. I ran in horror feeling that somehow this would jinks our efforts to win the Admiral’s Cup. I cannot report, other than the fact that we returned to the United States with the Cup.