The morning of the 7th, I was met by a special crew.
My friends Carla Edwards and Lan Tuazon,
and my dad.
On the drive out to Fire Island, my dad pointed out where he was standing in 1967 when they opened the Robert Moses Causeway.
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We dropped Lan and Carla at the beach,
and my dad and I went to look for a place to put the boat in the water.
There seemed to be a lot of spots where you were NOT supposed to put a boat in the water,
and this sign prohibiting small boat launching seemed to describe my boat exactly.
But my dad teaches law in Seattle,
which makes him an expert in getting around the law.
In no time we were out in the water,
exploring the channel between Fire Island and Long Island.
My dad grew up on Long Island in Cedarhurst.
His mother, Marie Lorenz, owned property on Fire Island for a short time.
“She would have been happy to know you settled in New York,” he said.
We tried to use a beach umbrella to sail us back to the truck,
but mostly we struggled against the current coming at us in the wrong direction.
“Stop trying to steer the boat from the front!” I had to tell my dad.
He crawled up the bank to try and find someplace to take the boat out of the water.
We decided to join Carla and Lan for a swim at the beach.
The water was perfect.
On the way home my dad told Carla and Lan that he was heading to a conference on international piracy in Washington DC.
“In fact,” he said, “On my computer back at the house, I have a whole lecture repaired on international piracy.”
“Ok!” they said, “let’s hear the lecture!”
So we ordered a pizza back at the house,
and my dad told us all about the issues surrounding piracy today.
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