TWO OF A KIND
t’s been said that you can tell a lot about a man by his handshake. That was certainly true when I met Ben Van Dam for the first time. Vice grip hand strength and calloused palms only begin to tell the story of a man who was raised in his father’s Michigan boatyard. From the time he could walk, frames and skeletons of wooden boats were his playground, messing with tools under the watchful eye of
