Dedicated To The Men Who Lost Their Lives
Captain: Frank Manning
Engineer: Roger Smith
Cook: Bob Hickman
Crew: Herman Drake
Crew: Ed Kelly
Crew: Lawrence Kirk
Crew: Bob St. Clair ( My grandfather )
Crew: Lowell Day
Crew: Howard Anderson
November 20, 1939
Captain: Frank Manning
Engineer: Roger Smith
Cook: Bob Hickman
Crew: Herman Drake
Crew: Ed Kelly
Crew: Lawrence Kirk
Crew: Bob St. Clair ( My grandfather )
Crew: Lowell Day
Crew: Howard Anderson
November 20, 1939
To The Crew of the Madeline Flora
Locked away in the heart of the ocean
Where the storms beat o'er its crest
Where the sea birds sing a requiem
This many brave men rest
But away in the arms of the Master
Far away in the home of the soul,
Their spirits find peace so deserving,
Where the waves of eternity roll.
Could they speak they would whisper
Sweet peace to the hearts filled with pain
And faith to go on believing
Though dead, they liveth again.
Strength to know they are going
Away to a heavenly clime,
But opened the door of welcome
To others coming some time.
In that promise comes blessed comfort
Sweeter than words of a psalm,
That after the rain comes sunshine,
After the storm, the calm.
There’s a breath of benediction
In the quiet roll of the deep,
For the Father stays ever near us
When He giveth his loved ones sleep.
~written by Margaret Ewell~
Spruce Head
Locked away in the heart of the ocean
Where the storms beat o'er its crest
Where the sea birds sing a requiem
This many brave men rest
But away in the arms of the Master
Far away in the home of the soul,
Their spirits find peace so deserving,
Where the waves of eternity roll.
Could they speak they would whisper
Sweet peace to the hearts filled with pain
And faith to go on believing
Though dead, they liveth again.
Strength to know they are going
Away to a heavenly clime,
But opened the door of welcome
To others coming some time.
In that promise comes blessed comfort
Sweeter than words of a psalm,
That after the rain comes sunshine,
After the storm, the calm.
There’s a breath of benediction
In the quiet roll of the deep,
For the Father stays ever near us
When He giveth his loved ones sleep.
~written by Margaret Ewell~
Spruce Head
Madeline & Flora
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and Bobbie WiIson
March 27, 2012
and Bobbie WiIson
March 27, 2012