Pam Gibson, former city manager, former reporter, former member and chair of too many boards and commissions to conveniently count, author, mother, wife and cancer-survivor, is retiring again.
The last time she and her husband, Mark, retired, they bought a 36-foot trawler and began a marine odyssey up the eastern seaboard that sounded at first, to those who knew them, like a voyage into the sunset.
They slipped in and out of romantic ports (and at least once off a Florida sandbar that briefly snagged them) finding pockets of seaport history that appealed to Pam’s love of America’s past.
But romance wears thin when you’re lugging loads of laundry to the nearest washing machine and your progress is constantly interrupted by the whims of weather you can’t control.
So, after less than a year Pam and Mark were back in Sonoma and Pam was knee-deep again in causes and committees and taking assignments from the Index-Tribune.