About Us "The only way to get a good crew is to marry one." -Eric Hiscock

Greetings and welcome. I am an Oracle Database Administrator, my wife Kay is a freelance nonfiction writer and we are both now also boat builders. You can Kay's books on the Books and Stories page.

The Chinese Junk is one of the worlds most successful sailing vessels. If it's good enough for Marco Polo, it's good enough for us.

Kay's calf, "He is my sail" and
Doug's forearm, "She is my rudder".

Our first sail together in 1979.

Kay and I built our current house and shop specifically for completing the submarine and then building a big sailboat that we will use for charter, diving, search and recovery, salvage, and general sailing about.

Contact Us

Doug svseeker@ymail.com
(918) 630-4050
Kay NF4Kids@gmail.com
Facebook: SVSeeker
YouTube: SubmarineBoat
SnailMail: 2128 E. Ute St. Tulsa OK 74110

Our Tattoos

We have been married over 30 years, and the "till death do us part" portion of our vows means something to us. We actively focus on improving our marriage, we change ourselves, we use marriage counselors, we do what it takes to enjoy being married not just staying married. Given the divorce rate in our society, the rings and the vows just don't say what they once said. But putting it on your arm; now that makes it clear that you have made a commitment. Live a life of commitment and it means even more.

"He is my sail." - The ambition, the drive, and the motivation to move forward even into a storm, but not the steady or thoughtfully chosen path, so "She is my rudder".

And yes, we are fully aware of the moral stigmas regarding tattoos. We obviously think otherwise and suggest you consider the following.

"Of all tyrannies, a tyranny sincerely exercised for the good of its victims may be the most oppressive. It would be better to live under robber barons than under omnipotent moral busybodies. The robber baron's cruelty may sometimes sleep, his cupidity may at some point be satiated; but those who torment us for our own good will torment us without end for they do so with the approval of their own conscience." --C. S. Lewis

Good Memories

Some 30 years ago, Kay and I were on our honeymoon, camping on the shore of Inks lake in Texas. The tent door was only five feet from the lake and we laid in bed enjoying a gentle breeze and listening to the waves lap at the shore. It was one of those perfect moments when you're enjoying life and looking forward to sharing it forever with the person beside you. All it needed was a song. And what do you know, as some ducks leisurely passed by, from far across the lake, Christopher Cross's "Sailing" fills the air. We looked out over the lake to see a dozen sailboats on water, lazily making tacks. A summer camp was serenading us over their loud speaker system, and providing us with what we now call, our song. It was a beautiful moment. Then someone screwed it up with: "BOAT SIX, PUT YOUR KEEL DOWN!". :) But it's still our song.