Oct 072016
 

Dad’s Memorial – 24th September 2016

Jayne and I booked a wonderful Airbnb not for from our old family home on Sentinel Hill in West Van, and flew in to Vancouver from Ontario. With a few days to visit and make final preparations the weather cooperated and Vancouver was as beautiful as I can recall.

Under the guidance of the reverend Dr. Angus Stuart many friends gathered to celebrate dad’s memorial with us at St. Francis-in-the-Wood. Reverend Stuart made a lovely introduction then I spoke, followed by Marion/Jessica then Jennifer. After the service we had time to visit and enjoy our fine company and fond memories. We left with the words of one of dad’s favorite poems in our hearts.


Sea Fever
by John Masefield

I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.

I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.

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