Coming and going from Catalina is always a thrill for me.  And taking each of you kids there was a dream come true.  Everywhere I look, I can see memories: where oldest brother got stung by a wasp, where older brother finally smiled on a Segway.  There are memories or both of my sweet sisters too.

Bea wanted to be a model when she was on the island.  So we tried to get some very arty photos of her.  She got a bit shy in the process. Perhaps if we’d come to the island more prepared, it would have been easier for you, Bea.  I was trying to get you to do something like this:

I remember the boat rides with you all too!  I remember how Purity and I sat in the back of the boat as the wind whipped our hair all around.

Remember the boat ride ladies?

I remember pulling away from Catalina and a very long, very satisfying hug I received from Bea.  We must have stood there hugging for five minutes.  We were in the shade and our hair was flying all over.  But we held that embrace for a while.  As our boat pulls away today, I’ll be hugging you in my thoughts, Bea.