IN MEMORIAM

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by

Bishop Charles Henry Brent

1862 - 1926

I am standing on the sea shore,

A ship sails in the morning breeze and starts for the ocean. 

She is an object of beauty and I stand watching her, 

Till at last she fades on the horizon,

 And someone at my side says: "She is gone." 

Gone! Where?

Gone from my sight, that is all.

She is just as large in the masts, hull and spars

As she was when I saw her,

And just as able to bear her load of living freight to its destination.

The diminished size and total loss of sight is in me, not in her.

 And just at the moment when someone at my side says,"She is gone", 

There are others who are watching her coming,

And other voices take up a glad shout: "There she comes!"

 And that is dying.  

A horizon and just the limit of our sight.

Lift us up, Oh Lord, that we may see further.

FAIR WINDS AND FOLLOWING SEAS.

REST EASY, WE HAVE THE WATCH.

THIS SECTION PERPETUALLY UNDER CONSTRUCTION.

If you are aware of any recently deceased VP-17 shipmate not listed here please advise Ger at gerkar@comcast.net