Amazon.com Review
E.B. White and his son Joel both had a respect for beauty, simplicity, and practicality when it came to their work. For E.B., it was writing. He talks about these qualities in
The Elements of Style, the classic guide to English-language usage, and he demonstrates them in works like
Charlotte's Web and
Stuart Little. For Joel, it was building and designing boats that are "simple of line yet sound in engineering, traditional above water and modern below."
A Unit of Water, a Unit of Time is a touching, engaging look at the life, work, and influence of Joel White and the craft of boat making.
Whynott spent a year (June 1996 to July 1997) at White's boat yard in Brooklin, Maine. At the time, White was battling cancer, nearing the end of his life, and designing what would be his last boat, the W-76, a wooden racing yacht with "sublime lines and exquisite rigging." A Unit of Water, the result of that experience, traces White's life from his birth in 1930 to his childhood spent in New York and Maine, his naval architecture studies at MIT, and his eventual move to Brooklin, where he began working at the small boat yard that eventually became his own. In the early '80s, White and his crew stopped making fiberglass boats in favor of wooden ones; Brooklin, headquarters for WoodenBoat magazine and the WoodenBoat School, became the center of the wooden-boat revival and White something of a boat-building guru. The book looks closely at the art of boat making--shaping deck beams, making bronze chocks, boring holes through sternposts--and the many characters in the Brooklin boat-building community. It's very interesting stuff, and Whynott tells the story simply and thoughtfully, emulating White's philosophies. He also describes White's health battles with respect and poignancy and without getting overly sentimental.
Joel White was a man of few words who tended to downplay his accomplishments, but they shine through in A Unit of Water. One Brooklin boat builder, describing the "soul" of boats, could have been describing White: "Boats are live. They talk. The more poorly made boats talk more. The best-made boats don't talk as much. They're quiet--quiet soldiers, they call them." --Andy Boynton
From Publishers Weekly
Even readers with no special interest in boats are likely to be caught up in this elegant homage to Maine boatbuilder Joel White (son of E.B. White), who pursued his obsession with the time-honored craft of designing wooden boats while battling cancer. Whynott (Giant Bluefin) made 17 trips to the Brooklin Boat Yard in Maine, where the meticulous Joel, his son Steve and a yard crew spent two years designing and building the W-76, a grand and graceful racing yacht. While Steve runs the yard, JoelAwith a section of his lung removed and walking on crutches after a bone graftAundergoes chemotherapy and learns to walk again, enduring metastatic lung cancer with stoic fortitude. Whynott, who traces his own love of boats back to his Pilgrim ancestors, indelibly captures such laconic New England types as boat painter Raymond Eaton, who, whenever asked how a job came out, always replied, "It could be better." Old-timers mingle with boat-loving transplants from Wall Street, Oregon and England. With understated grace, the author evokes a sense of maritime community as well as a fierce devotion to boats and a love of the sea, which emerges as an almost mystical form of communion with nature and the cosmos. His father, who sailed a 30-foot cutter, instilled in Joel not only his love of sailing but also, according to Whynott, a clarity of line and economy of style that resonated in Joel's boat designs and in his essays for WoodenBoat magazine. Joel's death in 1997, months before the launch of the W-76, is heartbreaking. E.B. White would have approved of this quietly profound book: it's a real beauty.
Copyright 1999 Reed Business Information, Inc.
From Library Journal
For this heartfelt tribute to boatbuilder Joel White, son of writer E.B. White, Whynott (Giant Bluefin, LJ 5/1/95) spent a year in Brooklin, ME, watching and writing about the building of wooden boats. During that time, Joel White was diagnosed with cancer and began to build his last boat, the W-76, a wooden racing yacht that would incorporate a lifetime's experience in his art. Alternating among the lives of E.B. White; Joel; his son, Steve; and the building of boats, Whynott skillfully weaves a story that speaks both of the love of these craft and the art of writing. Local color is provided by descriptions of Brooklin and its inhabitants, and examples of Maine humor and the hard work involved in building these boats are interspersed throughout. Technical detail regarding the design and construction of boats and the aesthetic pride in seeing an idea come to fruition are also apparent. Still, while highly evocative of the age-old art of wooden boatbuilding, this book will appeal to a limited audience of boating aficionados and "down-east" residents.AHarold N. Boyer, Florence-Darlington Technical Coll., SC
Copyright 1999 Reed Business Information, Inc.
From Kirkus Reviews
An affectionate, informative, yet lighter-than-air look at the life and work of Joel White, the boat designer and builder who also happened to be E.B.'s son, from Whynott (Giant Bluefin, 1995). Joel White made wooden boats for over 40 years from his Brooklin Boat Yard in Maine, a place that has since become synonymous with the wooden boat revival. Though White felt that his design work was derivative, particularly of the Herreshoff's, he was being a mite humble: the lineages of boats are always a matter of influence, as Whynott amplifies with a fistful of examples, and White left his mark with lines that are ``instinctively pleasing, comfortable to rest the eye upon,'' on boats that are traditional above the waterline and modern below. White had designed all manner of boatskiffs and rowing shells, catboats and the lovely racing yacht of the titleand he fussed and tweaked each one until it was graceful, elegant in sheer line, a boat for light air or for stiff breezes. Whynott spent a lot of time with White in the months preceding the boat makers death, and he gathered much good material on life growing up with E.B. and Katharine White (Whynott tries not to make it sound like an idyll, but it comes across as pretty sweet, and it must have been fun to be the test pilot for Stuart Little), as well as an honest taste of a day's measured rhythms in the boatyard. Whynott lovingly details the work being done, and the characters doing the work, on new boats and boats brought in for repair to the boatyard, now run by White's son Steve (``it ain't easy being the son of Saint Joe,'' says a friend about flak Steve got for changing a few things). White emerges from Whynott's delightful pages as an old soul as free-spirited and inspired as any character in his father's books. -- Copyright ©1999, Kirkus Associates, LP. All rights reserved.
