"It was a beautiful morning. The sun was bright and the breeze was brisk. White
clouds paraded across a brilliant blue sky. Jubilant gulls soared and swooped above
the glistening waves. In the distance, a sailboat sped towards the cloudbank of an
impending squall. As I watched him charge into the shadows head-on, I wondered if
he was prepared for the imminent storm that lay ahead."
– Peter Ellenshaw (1913-2007)