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How Life Could Have Been


Here’s an intriguing excerpt from a story in today’s (June 18) Los Angeles Times (I get it on line).

Eight years ago, Dave Dixon set himself some lofty goals, especially for an unemployed, twice-divorced middle-aged man with no savings. He wanted to live on the water in Newport Beach. (CA). He didn’t care to work too much. And he aspired to play golf and tennis several times a week.

Today, Dixon, 60, is living his dream, albeit with some compromises. He lives aboard a weathered, beat-up 37-foot mahogany boat he bought on a credit card for $10,000. Lacking a permanent mooring, he often is forced to anchor in the open sea off Corona del Mar, and for hot showers he uses the Orange County Harbor Patrol’s guest facilities.

To get around on land, he owns a battered car with more than 300,000 miles on it.

Yet he works only about 15 hours a week, singing at private parties and two Orange County restaurants to cover his lean $565 in monthly expenses (not including food). He gets out on the tennis court or links almost every day, enough to whittle down his golf handicap to seven and his weight by 40 pounds. And he is rocked to sleep each night by the rhythm of the water, surrounded by multimillion-dollar views of the bay.

All in all, he considers himself one of the richest residents of this pricey beach town.
• *End excerpt*

Sometime around 1959-60, Jay and I took a bus to Cos Cob, Connecticut to look at a 40-foot motor-sailer named the Talisu. Its owner was selling it for $2,000. Well, yes, it needed work. Jay’s dream, which became mine, too, was to live on it, perhaps mooring it at the 79th Street Boat Basin in Manhattan. When we saw it, it was stuck in the sand in a shallow part off the coast and we walked to it. The truth was we didn’t have $2,000 so the dream went a-foundering. It’s probably just as well, because, considering Jay’s lack of money ethic, we would probably have turned homeless at some point. The other part is that New York’s sometimes bitterly cold winters (and on the water, yet) would have made life on the boat somewhat rigorous.

Jay told me that living thus would require a certain amount of no-clutter discipline but that we could have a small piano. Oh, joy. And can you imagine how long a piano would last on salt water without temperature/humidity control? Ed and I live on a back bay of Charlotte Harbor, only yards from the seawall. My piano man warned us never to open up our house in good-weather days because no matter how apparently low the humidity, it would be disastrous to my 6’ 2” Mason-Hamlin (1919).

Actually life on a boat, near the city but not in it, appealed to me enormously but, given who we were, we probably couldn’t have made it work. Still I remember with a great deal of wonder and warmth the days when all things seemed possible in the company of a boon companion.

xx, Teal


posted on June 18, 2008 5:04 AM ()

Comments:

It's fun to dream about things like that and look back knowing you dodged a bullet.
comment by troutbend on June 19, 2008 9:20 PM ()
Living on a boat sounds better than it probably would
have been in the real life day to day grind,
(loved jon's description!) but I'm
sorry you and J didn't get to try it.




comment by susil on June 19, 2008 5:05 PM ()
Freedom comes in all kinds of packages and it sounds like Dixon has achieved it.
comment by elderjane on June 19, 2008 3:40 AM ()
Wonderful! And you own a Mason-Hamlin! I have a friend who lived on a large cutter, 60 feet long with many cabins, moored in King Harbor, Redondo Beach, CA. After many visits to see the couple I decided that was a very constricted way to live. They had far too many possessions for sailors and every nook and cranny of the boat was packed with stacked clothing, etc. They had to have cats to fight off the wharf rats. The galley would have driven me crazy because of its small size and lack of features. And the constant, sanding, painting and varnishing is enough to cause brain damage. In the whole fifteen years they lived on the boat (a wooden round-sterner) they only took it out of the harbor twice. Finally, they sold it, bought a condo and promptly got divorced!
comment by jondude on June 18, 2008 5:33 AM ()

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