One could tell the true stories of high-dollar off-shore sailboat racing, but the names would have to be changed. Newport, RI, wasn’t my first port of call in the sailboat ‘bidness,’ but it was, in the early 1970’s, where I graduated to the real deal. I’m happy to report that it has been built up a bit, but it hasn’t been ruined.

I had a nice girl there, back in the day; I wouldn't mind hearing how she ended up...if only I could remember her name!

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