Grandma Betty’s cousin Winfield lived in Sedro Wooley, Washington. Winfield did not like to drive so he took the bus everywhere. Winfield did like to tell stories about the interesting people he met on the bus. On one bus trip, Winfield sat next to a guy who was very upset about something. Winfield asked what was wrong and the guy said that he desperately needed money and was trying to sell a nice piece of property on a little island, and he had just met with a guy who was going to buy the property, but the deal had fallen through. He described the property to Winfield who thought that it sounded okays so Winfield agreed to buy the property. They got off the bus at Winfield’s bank where Winfield withdrew the cash and gave it to the guy who then signed the deed over to Winfield.

One Summer in the ’60’s, shortly after Windfield’s questionable bus encounter, Grandpa Bob and Grandma Betty decided to cruise the islands in their sailboat Pindar. Winfield asked if he could hitch a ride to see a piece of property that he bought from a guy on a bus. Grandpa Bob thought Winfield was nuts, but they agreed and sailed out to look at the property. It was beautiful. Bob and Betty fell in love with the property and bought it from Winfield to use as a base camp for further sailing adventures. They built the cabin sometime around 1965 (nobody remembers exactly when) and spent Summers sailing the San Juan Islands. Over time, they so enjoyed the cabin, they did less and less sailing and more and more hanging out on the beach, fishing, visiting new-found island friends, and spending time with their grandchildren in the cabin. Eventually their great-grandchildren spent time in the cabin with them as well, and now there are occasional great-great-grandchildren running about. We all treasure the memories of our time in the cabin with our wonderful grandparents.