I was seven.And it was a cold, yet sunny spring morning in 1963 when my father, "Jake" my sister Kris and I drove out to the barn where our Lightning was stored over the winter.She was number 2225, one of the earlier wood Lightning’s that found more time upside down getting her belly sanded than she did on the water.Her name was “Islander”.
I’ve always told my three daughters from the moment we crossed the street together to “Look Both Ways”. Not just crosswalks, but with the friend...
I was seven. And it was a cold, yet sunny spring morning in 1963 when my father, "Jake" my sister Kris and I drove out to the barn where our Lightning was stored over the winter. She was number 2225, one of the earlier wood Lightning’s that found more time upside down getting her belly sanded than she did on the water. Her name was “Islander”.
