When the day at the office has been particularly tough, I phone my wife to pack a picnic supper and we take the family and go sailing. The quietness of an evening sail, the fresh salt air, and the pleasure of getting our power of locomotion from even a gentle evening breeze all help to smooth out the day's troubles and prepare me for a real restful sleep.

I want my children to learn to sail boats just as soon as they become reasonably proficient at swimming. I see in my mind much clearer than I can convey in words, a group of boys and girls, eight to ten years of age, sailing a class of small centerboard boats . . . (more)