Last October, I wrote about Mom and me visiting a Baltimore Clipper that was waiting out a storm in Solomons, Maryland. What I didn't mention was that, when I turned to walk back to my car, I saw two small boats on jacks in the parking lot. One was named Poppy -- what my nieces and nephews called my late Dad. I took it as a sign that he was glad we'd made the effort to see the Amistad. Dad was a gifted water-colorist so, in his honor, I twiddled my photo to give it a painted look.