Rainy Sail
San Francisco Bay
Nov. 5, 2011
We couldn't convince John to go out sailing with us. He said he had an appointment with his couch, the TV, and a football game, and he looked up at the gray sky while he told us.
But he didn't forget about us. And a couple hours into our sail, after we'd beat our way back in from a windy, rainy bay, our fingers red and cold, we received a text from him: "How's the sail boys? I'm enjoying a martini on my couch."
