Capt. grant W. Westerson
was a great character. I remember delivering advertising copy to that odd building in Rocky Hill, Connecticut, so our small dealership could swap a boat to Soundings and they could cover Block Island Race Week. They couldn’t afford a chase boat, and we couldn’t afford that full page ad, but together we both grew a little.
Jack Turner and Bill Morgan were the organizers, but Scott put the personal touch in his monthly trips to dealers, boatyards and other advertisers. I always had the feeling that the industry back then was an extended family, some close friends and relatives and a boatload of distant acquaintances. We all struggled to make our mom-and-pop businesses legitimate because they were afraid to fail.
It’s difficult to imagine that was 50 years ago, a couple of careers long. Scott was a nice guy, a friend you could talk to, and nestled in there between family and distant relatives there are some stories that can never be told. Thanks Chris for a great story, and thanks, too, for letting me seeing my dad’s name, Zeke, in print again.
Old Saybrook, Connecticut