I
grew up in Africa (1st 12 years) and then London. Later California, Texas,
and Florida. And Back to California.
As you can probably tell by now I'm a sailor.
I pretty much like more extracurricular activities
than I don't, My dad taught me to snorkel at age 3, body surf and water ski at
6, I got certified in S.C.U.B.A diving at 14 (certified "crazy" at
15)......
I love my work, I consider it my art and I
love to create good effects with it. I like people, and I like people that like
people.
I like to learn, I know what I know and know what I don't know, so don't be surprised if I ask you a stupid question.
My personal integrity is far more important to me than my immediate life.
I follow a code of honor which follows a creed my father is proud of.
I strive to always do what I say I'll do, and say what I'll do. So if it's hard to get a promise out of me, that's why, because I
won't make a promise I'm not sure I'll keep.
I have a lot of close friends.
"Yesterday is gone, life is in you today, and you make your tomorrows."
Jake
"Twenty years from now, you will be more disappointed by the things you did not do than by the things you did do. So, throw off the bowlines. Sail away from safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover."
... Mark Twain
"Barriers are what one sees .....
when his eyes wander off his goals"
Jake
"Life hangs on a very thin thread and the cancer of time is complacency. If you are going to do something, do it now. Tomorrow is too late."
......Pete Goss (Single handed around the world sailboat racer)
"It is not because things are difficult that we do not dare...
It is because we do not dare that they are difficult."
Seneca
When life
hands you lemons, get some tequila, lime & salt and call me.....
A friend had this to say in a poem to me:
Dear Jake,
Thank you for helping me rediscover my love of sailing! Here's to you.
Jake – The wild man from Africa
Wild man from Africa handsome yet rugged like the sea
Sailing with passion dreaming of adventures on his Gypsea Lady
Sheets to the windward lightning flashing above
Commanding the stormy ocean with his lady love
Riding the waves as they crash and moan
Seaworthy hands clasp the helm he sails her home
Maidens loved briefly in ports near and far they carry the flame
For the wild man from Africa and the sea calling his name
No land can possess him no harbors bind his soul
Only the sea the stars and Gypsea Lady the one true love he’s always known
Nancy Newman
2002
