A rip current doesn’t care that you know how to swim. The job is to build the resilience before the current grabs hold. Recently, I’ve spent some time in Maine, Aruba, and most recently in South Carolina. I was down there with my son, Griffin. He had a baseball tournament in Myrtle Beach that lasted for most of last week. And the first thing that caught me off guard about Myrtle Beach wasn’t the hotels or the crowds. It wasn’t even the beach itself. It was the Carolina shoreline. You stand on the dunes where we were, and you look north, you look south, and it feels like somebody forgot to put an ending to the beach. It just keeps going. And then there was the water itself. We’d just gotten back from Aruba a little while earlier, and Aruba is so deep in the Caribbean that it’s about as warm and inviting as anywhere I’ve ever been.
