Searching for C.C. Hanley

摘要

Spend enough time immersed in research and writing about bygone days and bygone boats, and one is prey to the development of some odd fantasies. One of mine goes like this. On a fine weekend morning, I attend an auction held in conjunction with the breakup of an old estate in one of those gracious villages that dot the shores of Buzzards Bay. "What's down there?" I ask one of the appraisers, pointing at a distant, shingled building at the water's edge. "Old boathouse," he answers. "Empty, they told us." "Can I have a look?" "Feel free," he says. "I'll come with."