Someone adopted my child

Xanadu was the first decent sailboat Kadizzle owned.  Last night a fellow called and said he now owned the good old ship.  Kadizzle always had a fondness for that boat.  Our kids grew up sailing on Xanadu, or as Bob called it Carumba.  Storms of the worst sort were endured in the hull of that good ship. The children learned to be calm no matter what.  The family learned that by cooperating we could get through anchors coming loose, unintended jibes, groundings, and you name it.  A fond memory on the Xanadu was a calm evening sailing down the lake.  Megan was five and at the helm.  Erin, mom, and dad were below at the table.  Megan at age five was an ace steering by the compass.  You could tell Megan a heading and she kept the ship on course.  Suddenly out of nowhere a strong gust hit us.  Erin panicked and screamed " Megan is steering".  The boat got knocked down.  Megan with a stern look on her face did not panic.  Megan did what a good sailor should, she pointed the Xanadu into the wind until the gust died.   As soon as the normal wind returned Megan like a little five year old professional put the boat right back on course.  Seeing Megan at age five so confident and doing such a great job is a picture that will always be in Kadizzle's mind.  That confidence has been a trademark of Megan's to this very day. Our two girls learned a lot as crew on Xanadu.  So knowing someone has bought the boat and is going to give it some of the care it needs is great.