I am standing upon the seashore,
a ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze
And starts for the distant blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and of strength
I stand and I watch her at length, she hangs like a speck of white cloud
Just where the sea and the sky come to mingle with each other
Then someone at my side says, "There! She is gone!"
Gone from my sight, that is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as when she left my side.
And she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.
Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when someone at my side says,
"There! She is gone!"
On other shores beyond our horizon,
there are other eyes watching her coming
And other voices ready to take up the shout of joy "I see her! Here she comes!"
by Henry Van Dyke
Dad's flag draped casket & son Robert, who coordinated the memorial service.
Dayle and I had a bronze vase installed on Dad's headstone. Here are some flowers we brought & Dayle polished the marker.
Roberta and Teddy Mills had the "IWO JIMA SURVIVOR" plaque installed for Dad.
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