THERE’S AN ALMOST GIDDY FEELING I get when I’m around all things nautical. During a recent family summer sojourn to a seafood festival held on Long Island, New York, on the grounds of the Long Island Maritime Museum, I had the chance to take a break from the clams casino, lobster rolls and cotton candy to explore and connect with the on-the-water heritage of this skinny spit of sandbar I call home. I felt like a kid on Christmas morning. Inside a hangar that housed U.S. Navy seaplanes during World War I were 30 vessels of all shapes, sizes and makes: catboats, cruisers, workboats and speedboats in every direction.
Passing through the door, and briefly blinded by the bright midday summer sun, I adjusted my eyes to see a classic…
