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Introduction	Mom, Clare Holt, retired as a counselor for the hard to employ at the California Employment Development Department at the age of 55 to become a programmer for a Network Development company. She retired from programming at age 65 and followed her lifelong dream of sailing. As a child our mother spent her summers on Nantucket, watching sailboats and always wanted to be on one. During mom's sails in 1995, she lived the dream of sailing into Nantucket. Her first sail out of California was in 1990 to Acapulco, Mexico and back to her homeport in Richmond, CA. Her next sail in 1992 out of California was to Alaska and back. Then February 1993, she set sail for the Gulf of Mexico and the Caribbean by going through the Panama Canal. I am starting the Blog with the logs through the Panama Canal. Unfortunately after sailing three more years, through the Gulf of Mexico, around the Caribbean, the Inter-coastal Water Way and the West Indies, she was murdered in 1996 in Trinidad, when she was on a hike to a turtle beach where turtles were hatching. I went to Trinidad to collect her things and brought back her laptop, which was an old Tandy and converted the logs to Microsoft Word on my computer.

Introduction

Mom, Clare Holt, retired as a counselor for the hard to employ at the California Employment Development Department at the age of 55 to become a programmer for a Network Development company. She retired from programming at age 65 and followed her lifelong dream of sailing. As a child our mother spent her summers on Nantucket, watching sailboats and always wanted to be on one. During mom's sails in 1995, she lived the dream of sailing into Nantucket. Her first sail out of California was in 1990 to Acapulco, Mexico and back to her homeport in Richmond, CA. Her next sail in 1992 out of California was to Alaska and back. Then February 1993, she set sail for the Gulf of Mexico and the Caribbean by going through the Panama Canal. I am starting the Blog with the logs through the Panama Canal. Unfortunately after sailing three more years, through the Gulf of Mexico, around the Caribbean, the Inter-coastal Water Way and the West Indies, she was murdered in 1996 in Trinidad, when she was on a hike to a turtle beach where turtles were hatching. I went to Trinidad to collect her things and brought back her laptop, which was an old Tandy and converted the logs to Microsoft Word on my computer.