A Safe Harbour ... Cookie's Lighthouse

SweetBrie said:
By the way I'm sorry I didn't get to say bye to you all but I will miss you all.


Miss you already Sis. :kiss: :heart:

Ill miss you alot Rosy and I hope that while your gone everything goes well for you and hoping you wont be gone long sending you lots of hugs and kisses with my thoughts and prayers.

hugs kisses love
{{{{{{{{{{ ROSY/BRIE}}}}}}}}}}}:heart: :kiss: :rose:

Whenever we miss you,
It will always brings to mind
The thoughts and hopes,
And our many happy times,
And the quiet moments, too.
We'll think of all the things
that are so unique us and you.
And though the many miles between us
Make it seem we're far apart
Warm memories like these
Keep you ever in our hearts,
till your return to us.

from; Cookie, Bear, and all your lighthouse friends
:kiss: :heart:
 
SweetBrie said:
Quick goodbye to all my friends. Going offline for the summer my internet account is being suspended till September 4th. See you all than.

Sorry to hear that you'll be gone. We're going to miss you Rosy. Please take care of yourself. :heart: :rose: :heart:

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Miss you all ready

SweetBrie said:
Quick goodbye to all my friends. Going offline for the summer my internet account is being suspended till September 4th. See you all than.



Look forward to September to seeing you again:) Good luck in everything you do:rose:
 
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Every year on Nov. 10, the navigational beacon, decommissioned in 1969, is lit in memory of the 29 men lost aboard the Edmund Fitzgerald and all the other vessels lost on the Great Lakes.


The event offers the only time during the year that visitors can see the interior of the light tower when the beacon is lit. It is a great time both to learn about the operation of the light and to take advantage of a rare photo opportunity.

November 10

Programs
• Visitor Center, Lighthouse and Fog Signal Building open.

• Beacon lighting ceremony at 4:30 p.m.

• Shipwreck video programs in the visitor center throughout the day.

• Please dress appropriately for possible inclement weather this time of year. If you plan on staying for the beacon lighting, please bring a flashlight.
 
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walking into the lighthouse I go and open a few windows letting in the cool salt water air as I go about my cleaning tasks. after a while I go and mix a drink and go out onto the cliffs and sit on the bench and watch the moon and stars in the velvety night sky. Listening to the waves as the hits the rocks below there is a slight breeze as i sit sipping my drink. watching the lighthouse's beacon shining far out into the dark abyss of the ocean searching for ships and sailors to bring them to safety oh the calm harbor.
The silent soldier standing proud anf tall sending out its signal to all that come near calling them to the bay so they may have a peaceful nights sleep in calm waters. Far out at sea I see soft flashes of lighting some where there is a storm brewing. I imagine a bug storm see the crashing waves against the hull of some ship as it tries to make it to safety. All hands on deck fighting the weather to make sure everything is battened down some fighting the wheel trying to stay the course as it heads towards out harbor. knowing there is safety here knowing the lonely solder is here waiting for them to bring them into the harbor past all dangers so they find peace this night. looking out as the beaon strains to shine far out into the black angry sea to help its fellow service men and bring them home safely.
 
biggbear8 said:
http://www.mnhs.org/places/sites/srl/images/beacon.jpg

Every year on Nov. 10, the navigational beacon, decommissioned in 1969, is lit in memory of the 29 men lost aboard the Edmund Fitzgerald and all the other vessels lost on the Great Lakes.


The event offers the only time during the year that visitors can see the interior of the light tower when the beacon is lit. It is a great time both to learn about the operation of the light and to take advantage of a rare photo opportunity.

November 10

Programs
• Visitor Center, Lighthouse and Fog Signal Building open.

• Beacon lighting ceremony at 4:30 p.m.

• Shipwreck video programs in the visitor center throughout the day.

• Please dress appropriately for possible inclement weather this time of year. If you plan on staying for the beacon lighting, please bring a flashlight.


The Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald
Gordon Lightfoot

The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
Of the big lake they called 'Gitche Gumee'
The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead
When the skies of November turn gloomy
With a load of iron ore twenty-six thousand tons more
Than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty.
That good ship and true was a bone to be chewed
When the gales of November came early.

The ship was the pride of the American side
Coming back from some mill in Wisconsin
As the big freighters go, it was bigger than most
With a crew and good captain well seasoned
Concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms
When they left fully loaded for Cleveland
And later that night when the ship's bell rang
Could it be the north wind they'd been feelin'?
The wind in the wires made a tattle-tale sound
And a wave broke over the railing
And every man knew, as the captain did too,
T'was the witch of November come stealin'.
The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait
When the Gales of November came slashin'.
When afternoon came it was freezin' rain
In the face of a hurricane west wind.

When suppertime came, the old cook came on deck sayin'.
Fellas, it's too rough to feed ya.
At Seven P.M. a main hatchway caved in, he said
Fellas, it's been good t'know ya
The captain wired in he had water comin' in
And the good ship and crew was in peril.
And later that night when his lights went outta sight
Came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald.

Does any one know where the love of God goes
When the waves turn the minutes to hours?
The searches all say they'd have made Whitefish Bay
If they'd put fifteen more miles behind her.
They might have split up or they might have capsized;
May have broke deep and took water.
And all that remains is the faces and the names
Of the wives and the sons and the daughters.

Lake Huron rolls, Superior sings
In the rooms of her ice-water mansion.
Old Michigan steams like a young man's dreams;
The islands and bays are for sportsmen.
And farther below Lake Ontario
Takes in what Lake Erie can send her,
And the iron boats go as the mariners all know
With the Gales of November remembered.

In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed,
In the Maritime Sailors' Cathedral.
The church bell chimed till it rang twenty-nine times
For each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald.
The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
Of the big lake they call 'Gitche Gumee'.
Superior, they said, never gives up her dead
When the gales of November come early
 
Slick...get well soon. I miss you.:kiss: :heart:

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