Long ago, shipwrights also were window makers. They cut glass to size, built a wood frame, and put the pieces together solidly with thick beads of caulking, hoping their work would keep the boat dry and draft free.
You know how a dog begins to whimper and wiggle as it nears home after a long car ride? I could identify with that as my husband, Charlie Brown, and I boarded a ferry from Tsawwassen, British Columbia, to Duke Point on Vancouver Island. Although we live in central Oregon, we had kept our trawler in nearby Sidney for six years, and the island feels like home to me.