Charles River with the obligatory sailboats.

Ah, sailboats. MIT paid dearly for compelling me to take PE. One of the options was sailing. I thought aha, less sweat and humiliation. Little did I know, until -- through incompetence, not malice -- a sailboat I was in charge of hit another and received a crumple in its bow.

Below, Debra on the bridge. Fortunately for me, she didn't learn about my many PE disgraces until after the knot had been tied.