“They had been married for six years, but it seemed like they got married just yesterday. He served as a captain in the navy and went on a voyage every summer for two or three months. Twice he went on long voyages. Short summer flights were very useful - if during the winter idleness there were signs of stagnation, such a summer separation ventilated and refreshed their relationship. The first flight was difficult. He wrote lengthy love letters to his wife and, meeting any boat at sea, he immediately signaled the need to send mail. And when the Swedish skerries finally appeared, he could not find a place for himself with impatience to see his wife! And she knew about it!..”