He’s a sailor, a fisherman, a woodworker, a realtor, a birder, a fixer of anything. He taught us to sail, to fish for flounder in the middle of the night with just a lantern and a gig, to go into the woods & pick just the right tree for Christmas. He’s passed a lot of this down to his kids and grandkids and soon his greatgrands, too. He’s the one who first inspired me to take pictures by entrusting his expensive Rollie to me as a kid. I love you, Dad. Happy Father’s Day.