One March, I thought it might be nice to take my family along for a site visit in the Bahamas. The kids had Spring Break and I could take a few days to linger on the island and relax. It all started out nice enough, I met my clients, walked the building site and retreated with my family to a quaint cottage on the beach. We had our fill of fishing and eating conch and readied ourselves to get back to the mainland life.       The afternoon before our departure our pilot called and said if we didn’t leave by five we would be grounded by an oncoming storm brewing in the west. We scrambled to pack and raced to the landing…