A Late Summer Weekend at Lake Starnberg

It was late summer 1953. Eleven years, 1942, that my father, Peppi and I had sailed his beautiful sailing vessel
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A Late Summer Weekend at Lake Starnberg

It was late summer 1953. Eleven years, 1942, that my father, Peppi and I had sailed his beautiful sailing vessel
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Ilona has written a beautiful tale about their (Hal and Ilona’s) lovely sailboat, the ANMUT. I also love the sketch of the sailboat by her talented niece, Traci Cole.
I hope you enjoy her story about this boat as much as I did. Marcie
What a perfect story for the close of summer. Can you believe we have reached the end of August! The summer weeks just zipped by. I love the thought of sailing along on the lake with a gentle breeze and the late summer sun streaking across a warm horizon. A nice glass of wine to toast the end of a beautiful day shared with good company. Thank you Ilona for taking us on this little outing through your memory and descriptions.
This is a wonderful story about the beautiful ANMUT, and like Ilona on the sailboat, I did not want it to end!
I keep thinking about the tears in her father