Yesterday I became like those dads of my childhood memories. I bought a boat big enough to take my little family on. A boat that wasn't built in my garage from substandard materials and building skills. One I can pull to any of a half dozen sailable lakes within a two hour drive of our home. One I can camp on, solo sail or take a half dozen people out for the day. It's gonna be pretty darn cool.
Our new old sailboat, a cat ketch rigged 1982 Sea Pearl 21.
UPDATE: These boats are made by Marine Concepts, in Tarpon Springs, Florida. A little over two hours north of Ft. Myers, where I lived until I was 22. Another reason I wanted one.