Our plans miscarry because they have no aim. When a man does not know what harbor he is making for, no wind is the right wind. Seneca 4 B.C. – 65 A.D. Many years ago, I owned a sailboat. We lived in New Orleans and primarily sailed on Lake Pontchartrain, but most summers we took the boat to the Mississippi Gulf Coast at the beginning of June and sailed it back after Labor Day. That way, we could enjoy sailing on the Gulf during the summer months. On one occasion, we invited a couple and their young daughters for a …
Continue reading…