The boat sank. Only the very-taught stern line kept it from going to bottom. It took several hours, ropes, beams and near-swear-words to raise and pump it out, only to return to find it ready to go under again.
It occurred to me that I could keep the pump going and the water leaving faster than it was entering, or I could fix the leak.
A friend of mine, in hearing of my plight, suggested that my boat problem was not unlike the Camp Murray gate problem.
We fought, and will hopefully win, this battle which, for the Tillicum community, would mean the gate goes somewhere else. Winning, however, by going to court – which is where this skirmish between the city and the military may be headed – can hardly be called a victory. “If you don’t like it, litigate it,” really means we’ve learned nothing and we will again be bailing out what should have been fixed.
The gate problem has served, if nothing else, to swing wide the doors of our community such that the team planning the opposition to the gate is more than 20 members strong, and growing.
Now we have the ship righted, we think, and once the repair is made some direction can be given to navigate our future. The repair requires better communication. The future depends on collaboration.
All hands on deck.