Got a chance to spend the weekend down in Southern California with my father - a weekend that started out as a few people flying down for his birthday dinner and turned into almost a full-scale family reunion.
My little brothers are great sailors and led a pretty inexperienced crew to a win in a long race around Catalina Island.
There were three generations on the race - ages ranging from six-year-old Morgan on his first long race to dad, who is seventy. The futurist in me is intrigued at the age range that was able to play together in hard physical activity. The daughter in me just really enjoyed all of us playing together.