After reading this thread I feel compelled to add the following:
1) Mark's life was remarkable, unquestionably so, but it was the literary skill of my mother, Ann Thomas, who is an excellent writer, that made "How That Came About" as absorbing a read as it is. Mark did not write it, as inferred in an earlier post.
2) I lived with Mark for about a year and a half. I was sailing with him, in fact, when we were hit by
lightning about 60 miles outside of Kosrae. It knocked me out- literally. Biggest damn explosion I ever heard and we were lucky to survive. I mention these things to establish credibility and establish setting for my third point which is...
3) It disturbs me when Mark Hassall is held up as an idol of sorts. He was, by turns, alcoholic, violent, depressed, self-destructive, and something of a misogynist. He left behind him a string of broken marriages and women- my mother amongst them- and used cruising as a means to run from his demons and also feed his not insignificant ego.
I truly came to love the man (despite these things) and found him charming at times, and it is not my intent that he be vilified- but he put tremendous pressure on my mother to write HIS story and when her presence was no longer convenient (this after a few affairs- he and my mother were married) she was driven out. I respect the
multihull community and love the cruising ethos/lifestyle, but whatever Mark Hassall may have been he was not a role model.
And perhaps that shouldn't matter because the things people love him for has little to do with him personally and more to do with a public image he fostered and desired, and certainly Love For Sail or my mother's
work should not be disdained on account of my experiences or feelings, but nonetheless I felt compelled to share my
experience and perhaps that is more for my sake than anything else. I mean no offense or disrespect, but the fact is that Mark Hassall was not a kind man, nor was he prone to self-sacrifice or even self-reflection, traits which I believe are essential for a man to be worthy of admiration.
Mark Hassall I do miss you. I hope you are resting well and that your demons are gone forever.
your friend, if not admirer,
seth