Luis, my Dad was an amatuer boat-builder of some renown ( an engineer by training, he grew up on Cape Hatteras in the 1890's and learned the trade from his Dad, who was the bar pilot of Nags Head/Diamond Shoals ) and for some reason "Tor" as my Mom still calls him, stopped by the house to visit. I was so small I only recall a "large" ( but they all were then! ) and friendly man. I still have a copy of Kon-Tiki, which I just tried to locate, but it's buried in a stack of stuff.
My Dad knew a lot of interesting & sometimes famous people, nearly all gone now, as is he- all I can say is "Smooth sailing, clear skies, and a steady wind to you, oldtimers- the world will not see your like again."
bump...thanks for you post...it sounds as if you were very blessed with a father who attracted interesting friends and visitors to the home...and what a great place to grow up.