My dad works at Harken, so maybe that’s why I was one of the very first Blockheads. Sometimes he tries things out on me—whether I volunteer to do them or not. I’m not an amazing sailor. I learned in an El Toro. I don’t race. I do take sailing at camp and I like it, but I see so many great sailors in Blockheads, it can be kind of intimidating. Anyway, I had to get up annoyingly early to go to work in early June, but I needed some money.

Then someone suggested we take a look around the factory. That sounded like a nice break from filing…until someone brought a camera and started taking pictures—of me. Borderline cheesy… But then it actually got pretty interesting.