Several years ago, I learned something profound by observing my then-toddler grandson, Liam, wearing a life jacket, step aboard his uncle’s catboat for the first time. His eyes twinkling in expectation, he set out on a tour of the cockpit, spinning a block here, pulling a sheet there, and cheerfully swinging the tiller from side to side.
Then he got adventurous. Leaning over the rail, he asked, “Uncle Will, may I touch the water?”
“Yes, Liam,” Will replied, with avuncular authority. “But be careful.”
And so Liam carefully touched the water. He was becoming a sailor. A truism of the life we sailors have chosen is that, at heart, we are equally adventurous and wary—tugging on bowlines, testing lifelines, asking questions. Our biggest risk, I think, comes when we make…