The anchor that keeps me grounded

Today marks 10 years since the maritime world lost this great captain and I lost the best Dad I ever knew. While I can’t believe a whole decade has passed, I still carry him with me wherever I go. Every anchor I see reminds me that wherever I am he is with me, encouraging me and supporting me as I embark on each new journey like he always did when he was alive. Not a day goes by that I don’t miss him or wish he was still here, but I am thankful that the memories I have of him are ones that have had a great influence who I am today both as a teacher and world traveler. He always taught me that every choice I made was the right choice if I was happy. This post is dedicated to my father, Capt. Ray Dunzelman. May you continue to rest in peace in the calm seas.


Senior Prom, 2002
Santo Domingo, República Dominicana, 2011
Las Islas Galápagos, Ecuador, 2013
Santiago de Chile, 2016