I have had a relationship with WECATCHEM for about 4 years ish. And we are beyond the varnish lust portion of our romance. Now she is part of of the family. I don’t feel compelled to be boating with her every moment. Not unlike just sitting and watching a film with my bride. Sometimes its wonderful to just be in the same room. Not a word spoken, but you can feel the bond, and your history together is what makes it a comfortable relationship. If you are wondering if I am writing about the Boatress, or the boat? Let me clear, in case she reads this. She wins! 100% of the time. My boats are certainly part of the family. Okay, this story is headed in a rabbit hole of disaster for me. Wow, I just just delete this and start over.
Okay, here goes. About two months ago I received a wonderful email from one of WECATCHEM’s family. And attached was a small blurry photo of WECATCHEM in her boat house. The note was that he had just found our site and saw WECATCHEM on there. I suppose he had googled her to find out how she is. We had a wonderful email exchange and I sent him her old registration numbers and burgee for her old boat house that they still own.
Okay, to get back to my story, this old family photo that was sent, was like a boost of emotion. Like seeing childhood photos of your family, and in this case one I hadn’t seen before. Its nice to see how she lived, in that boathouse that was her home since 1948. A nice reminder that we are all not boat owners, but we have a relation ship with our boats. We care for them like family, and in a way, the way that we care for them is a reflection of all our relationships. So, you see a sad boat under a tree rotting away, and no doubt, many in that family are set aside to rot alone. So, get out your old photos, and go hug your boat. Right now. Go on.. Someone needs a hug!