I know its been awhile since I posted an update on this site, but I trust that everyone was following my progress through the link to the Facebook Page "Sailing for a Solution" while I was at sea. Although the fundraiser has been an incredible success, we are still a little over $12,000 short of our goal. With that in mind, I would like to take this opportunity to allow two young men that are near and dear to my heart, to introduce themselves. My son Jack and my nephew Kieran. Together these two fifteen year olds will join the crew of the Bark Europa and participate in a Tall Ships Race from Boston, Massachusetts to Charlottetown, Prince Edward Island for 11 days at the end of June. Please take a minute to read their stories as they join the "Sailing for a Solution" initiative and sail the North Atlantic to raise funds for the American Brain Tumor Association to help in the search for a cure to Glioblastoma Multiforme
SAILING FOR A SOLUTION - THE NEXT CHAPTER
As 15 year old cousins, living on Cape Cod and in West Orange, NJ, we have grown up together with summers spent on Cape Cod, where swimming and sailing have been the activity of choice. As grandchildren of Joseph and Loretta Mault, we have inherited the incredibly close-knit and caring nature of the Mault family. This past fall, we were inspired when Michael Mault decided to embark on a 44 day transatlantic voyage aboard the tall ship, Bark Europa, in honor of those we have lost to the devastating brain cancer known as Glioblastoma. Considered rare, Glioblastoma Multiforme (GBM) has been a large source of loss within our family and friends. Following in Michael’s footsteps, this coming June, we will set sail on the Bark Europa to raise funds for the American Brain Tumor Association continuing the fight for a solution.
Although we were too young to remember our Grandmother Loretta and Uncle Dennis when they passed, the stories of these wonderful people through our childhoods, have made us appreciate who they were, and understand the severity of GBM. Our parents have told us of the kindness and patience our grandmother had, helping us to recognize how much of a loss she was to our family. When GBM once again struck our Uncle Dennis it seemed an impossibility. At 52, Dennis Mault valiantly fought this disease with a glass-half-full attitude, but eventually lost his battle as well. As an avid sailor in the Virgin Islands, Uncle Dennis was another inspiration to embark on this trip. We thought that the loss of Dennis would be the end of our experience with GBM but in 2013 a close family friend, Angelo Vayas, was diagnosed as well. As an incredible leader in his community and a caring family man, Angelo’s life was cut short at 50.
My name is Kieran Norton, and I am the son of Loretta (Mault) Norton II and Joe Norton, and nephew of Michael Mault. Through my childhood I’ve cherished beach days with my family, especially when my cousin Jack came up from New Jersey. A few years ago after hearing all the stories of the sailors in my family, I decided to take up sailing. My dad, an experienced sailor, shared his skills as we piloted our small yellow dingy on Cape Cod bay. As the years progressed I moved on to Flying Scots and 420’s in a wonderful community sailing program on Pleasant Bay. This past summer I became a boat owner, inheriting a fourteen foot Catalina Capri sailboat. When Jack visited, we sailed around the bay, not yet knowing the great adventure that lay ahead. I am looking forward to the challenge of learning to sail a tall ship, meeting new people and continuing to help in the battle to cure GBM! We have heard mother oceans’ call and we are answering it!
My name is Jack Mault, I am the son of Michael and Kerry Mault and live in West Orange, NJ. Every summer it has been a tradition to return to Cape Cod and visit our family and friends. During this time we spend every minute we can on Cape Cod Bay. These beaches have brought the Mault family together for generations growing our love of the sea. . Before the summer of 2016 I had no experience sailing, but it was during this time Kieran would teach me the basics on a warm summer day in August. It was then that I learned the thrill and excitement of sailing and continued to follow it through my father’s trip. It is an honor to be joining the crew of the Bark Europa on this 11 day sail and we greatly appreciate the experience ahead.
We are both thrilled to have the opportunity to sail on this 105 year old Dutch tall ship in an 11 day race from Boston, Massachusetts to Charlottetown, PEI. On this voyage we will be trainees, learning to navigate, man the rigging, take the helm, and participate in other functions necessary to sail a tall ship. As Michael Mault has told us, this is truly a once in a lifetime experience. We will do this in honor of the family members and friends we have lost and the rest of the people that continue to suffer from this devastating disease. One hundred percent of the donations raised from this trip will go to the American Brain Tumor Association . We are passionate about this cause, and every donation truly matters no matter the size! Wish us fair winds and following seas!
In 1999, two years after losing my father, my mother, Loretta Mault was diagnosed with glioblastoma multiforme. The diagnosis was devastating to our family after having just lost our father. We did everything we could to educate ourselves about this horrible disease and care for our mother, watching, as it consumed her memory, speech and finally life with her dying on All Saints Day. The majority of my siblings live on Cape Cod with the rest of us within driving distance except my oldest brother who lived in the Virgin Islands. For the second time in three years we gathered to mourn as we said goodbye to our mother. My brother Dennis, who had traveled the farthest, returned to his home in the Virgin Islands.
Dennis worked for Hess Oil and spent the majority of his life in that island paradise along with his wife, raising a family of five children. He, like my father, was a Marine Veteran and an avid sailor who spent his free time maintaining his boat and sailing those turquoise waters; passing on the lessons of my father to his children. Just two short years after our mother had passed I would receive a phone call from his oldest son and we would be again visited by the terrible cancer known as GBM. My oldest brother would survive two craniotomies but would succumb to the disease 13 months later at age 53. We had learned a great deal about this disease in a very short period of time. Doctors assured us this was not a genetic issue so screenings were pointless. I recall one of my brothers doctors stating that the odds were astronomical that two members of the family would present with GBM. We said goodbye to my brother in November of 2003.
In the late summer of 2013 GBM would strike again. This time a dear friend of our family, Angelo Vayas. Angelo was a successful restauranteur and leader who gave selflessly to his community. Angelo would fight gallantly for over a year and a half, dying at age 50 and leaving behind a beautiful wife and family. Angelo would be the third person I knew personally and cared about, to fall to this aggressive disease.
I am now 53 years old. A former Marine and retired Law Enforcement Executive that is at a juncture in my life that my brother and friend never made it to. I find myself reflecting on this often. I realize that in life "we cannot direct the wind, but we can certainly adjust our sails". I have been married for 28 years to my wonderful wife and have three beautiful children. This coming September I will leave them for an extended time and board a 105 year old tall ship as a trainee, crossing the Atlantic and Equator from the Canary Islands to Uruguay, sailing the trade winds. I am dedicating this voyage to my mother, brother and friend in an effort to raise awareness and funds to find a cure for this terrible disease. 100% of the donations will go to the American Brain Tumor Association. I will be traveling 5000 nautical miles over 44 days at sea and hoping that each mile I sail brings us closer to a cure. No donation is too small and every little bit will make a difference. If you can't donate please join me in saying a prayer that together we can end this horrible disease. Semper Fidelis!
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