(from Tide Rips
In one sense there is
no death. The life of a soul on earth lasts beyond its
departure. You will always feel that life touching
yours, that voice speaking to you, that spirit looking out
of other eyes, talking to you in the familiar things he
touched, worked with, loved as familiar friends. He
lives on in your life and in the lives of others that knew
him. Even the death of friends will inspire us as much
as their lives. Their memories will be encrusted over
with sublime and pleasing thoughts, as their monuments are
overgrown with moss.
by Alfred Lord Tennyson
(see "Crossing the Bar" Summary, Form &
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as
moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For tho' from out our
bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crossed the bar.
McCarthy, Class of 72
light of many recent events, I'd like to re-publish a
poem. I think the last line sums up our class. I
wrote this for our 25th reunion. - Charlie McCarthy
years (now 50 years) ago we stood on Jones' Field, new Ensign bars set, We embarked
on a quest ripe with challenges, goals to be met.
of us had specific aims in mind, An exciting future in life to
find. Time has
played with our dreams to degrees we could not have foreseen,
may have seemed the grass would be forever (or never) green. The miracle
of birth has added people each day, The agony of death has taken some
the years many of our paths have crossed, Some paths have remained
separate, opportunities lost. We've made
choices along the way, Choices have been made for us, often to our
come and go like the tides of the sea,
classmates we will always be.
"Fallen Soldier Table"
by Jon Nelson
For our Classmates Who Crossed
The rose stands for the family with
faith and love for those who serve, They're held with the
highest respect for that's what they deserve.
A yellow ribbon
is for the loyalty waiting for those serving abroad, As we
pray that they're watched over and kept close to God.
glass represents that the fallen can no longer toast, They
cannot be an honored guest or such a gracious host.
A lemon wedge
represents the bitter loss of the fallen soldier's life,
That causes so much pain like the sharp edge of a knife.
The salt is put
in place for all the loved ones' shedding tears, For the
soldier is no longer present to help calm our fears.
stands tall for the blood that the soldier shed, It holds a
place of honor and represented in red.
The empty chair
symbolizes the missing comrade who isn't here, Now it stands
alone for the voice that we can't here.
The table is round to symbolize our everlasting
remembrance of our classmates.
The table cloth is white, symbolic of their
honorable intentions to serve their country.
The Bible represents all sacred and
non-religious beliefs to build strength through endurance