Is it ‘DISREPUTABLE’ or ‘CHARACTER’ 
                  ? 
                Before Christmas we received a ‘Holiday Catalog’ 
                  from Mystic Seaport. One of the items offered was a series of 
                  ‘note cards’ with photos from the 1950's - from 
                  the subject matter. Three of the photos intertwined with memories 
                  of my own childhood. They were candid shots of young children, 
                  ‘messin about in boats’. Relatively knowledgeable 
                  too, from their activities & equipment.
                
                
                The Club has an annual award - for ‘Someone 40 or under 
                  who promotes sailing & sportsmanship, etc. . . .’ 
                  We received a reminder note from the Commodore for candidates, 
                  with the annotation that this ‘leaves out 90% of members’ 
                  . . . It reminded me of the club’s Christmas party, a 
                  few weeks ago. Seeing people in coats & ties - instead of 
                  sailing shorts & ‘T’ shirts or the ‘grubbies’ 
                  for waterfront & house maintenance. The typical comment 
                  was, “Don’t you clean up well ! “ There’s 
                  a certain point when the scruffy grey/white beard gets trimmed 
                  and the wind blown grey hair gets combed that a transformation 
                  takes place. There is a shift from the ‘Old Geezer’ 
                  to the ‘Senior Sailor’ [It is a ‘blue collar’ 
                  or ‘self help’ club, after all. I don’t think 
                  any of us are wealthy enough to call ourselves - ‘Yachtsman’ 
                  !! ]
                During the past several months - from the Spring until now- 
                  a number of the guys who owned boats that had to be ‘blocked 
                  up’ at marina’s for dry storage started grumbling. 
                  It seemed that a number of them were told that their wooden 
                  boats would no longer be stored. As the season progressed, so 
                  did the rumors about the reasons. The ‘rejections’ 
                  continued as well - this time for ‘wet’ storage 
                  or slip rentals. Then it included the ‘plastic’ 
                  boats as well. At first it was supposedly because of the fire 
                  hazards of wooden boats. Then it was because they were rotted 
                  out, in generally poor condition, and more of an overall potential 
                  hazard. Then the same comments were heard about the fiberglass 
                  boats. Next it was a case of the marina owners worrying about 
                  the boats sinking in their slips. Comments were made that it 
                  was simply to force the sail boats out - because they didn’t 
                  spend money like the ‘stinkpot’ power boats. Fuel 
                  purchases being a much mentioned point. Bear in mind - the specific 
                  boats that were ‘dis-invited’, were in immaculate 
                  condition and very well maintained. By the time of the Party 
                  a number of facts had come to light. Rather then condition, 
                  an arbitrary age of 25 years had been 
                  selected as the ‘cut-off’. The supposed reasoning 
                  for the action was the marina ‘corporations’ were 
                  afraid of having someone ‘walk away’ from a boat 
                  . . . and the SALE value of the boat would be LESS than the 
                  slip fee or winter storage bill. This seems to be a load of 
                  Bull**** . Even for a small Club like us, the dues and mooring 
                  fees have to be paid BEFORE the mooring goes or the boat arrives. 
                  Most of us have dealt with a marina before . . . they ALWAYS 
                  want their money UP FRONT. 
                It was simply a case of Age Discrimination.
                Now a couple of us have smaller boats - under 30 feet - that 
                  spend the winter on trailers {the ‘requirements’ 
                  to store a boat on Club property}. A number of them are on their 
                  third owner. Sometimes it’s the third owner . . . within 
                  the Club ! This is simply a reflection of the boats that must 
                  be ‘blocked’ for dry storage . . . even though they 
                  meet the length requirement. For ALL of these boats there is 
                  an investment - and it is NOT monetary ! There is a pride in 
                  ownership. Not only for the present owner, but because the past 
                  skippers see the boat - on the trailer or mooring - every time 
                  they come to the Club. At least with the ‘Old Salts’, 
                  or those of us that started out like the kids in the boats. 
                  It becomes ingrained in our character. So much so that it often 
                  shows up in other facets of our lives. “NO - I don’t 
                  need a new pair shoes . . . these ‘Topsiders’ are 
                  only 10 years old. But the brightwork could use another coat 
                  {the 15th or so} and Epifanes is on sale . . .” It may 
                  be a case of ‘transference’ . . . or something like 
                  the ‘Portrait of Dorian Grey’. The boat gets all 
                  the care & attention, while we take on the ‘other’ 
                  attributes.
                Anyhow, - for about the same length of time Joanne has promised 
                  to treat me to a new hat . . . to replace the one with the ‘Woodenboat’ 
                  logo that I usually wear in the shop, etc. I have a lot of ball 
                  caps {actually we both do - sort of ‘collect’ them...
                
                ...and her usual refrain is, “You have enough hats - 
                  why do you need another one, you only have one head!”. 
                  So this offer seemed a bit odd. I took it off and looked at 
                  it. “What’s wrong with it?.” I said. “ 
                  There aren’t any holes, it’s nice & soft, it’s 
                  only a little sun-bleached, and the epoxy repair of the bill 
                  has held up for years.” Her retort was,“It’s 
                  sweat stained and ratty looking. It’s OLD. You wear it 
                  almost everywhere and it’s disreputable”.To which 
                  I replied, “NO - it has CHARACTER - like ME”.
                