My boat’s name was Varuna, the Vedic deity of the cosmos, and somebody gave me a Varuna statue that went all the way around the world, then traveled with me on the two other boats I’ve owned and sailed since. I also love my sextant, passed down by my father. It’s a beautiful precision instrument that has become obsolete with the GPS, but once was almost all of life to me. I take it down from its shelf in my office now and again to show people or, most recently, to look at the solar eclipse through the shades.