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.


Today is Friday the Thirteenth, It means different things to different people. Sailors tend to be more superstitious than many of the population.

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.