Bronson was one of the first people we met in Sorrento and he quickly became someone we all looked forward to spending time with - hiking, sailing, eating meals and giving each other shit.
Most of what I know about sailing comes from crewing for him in weekly S-boat races. I was pretty much thumbs, but he kept inviting me to be part of his team. This was over 30 years ago (when we first met), but it is funny how memory works; going down to the Wheatland's dock to meet Bronson could have happened yesterday.
One of my favorite photos is of Bronson sitting on the Artemis's boom, leaning into the dial and smiling to someone just off frame. A keeper!
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