AND, the photo you posted, of the two-masted fishing schooner, is exactly like the one my Daddy grew up on (shipped out when he was NINE years old.
Talk about coinkidinks!
Wow! I just loved sailing on one. Although, there wasn’t enough wind that day to actually sail. We had the engines running...but it was romantic nonetheless! :)
I’ll bet your dad had some stories to tell! (another book??)