Page: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8
Lights
former crew member
Global user
Registered: 06-2003
home port Anyplace on Water
Posts: 2583
|
|
Reply | Quote
|
|
Home At Last
This is based upon a dream/vision I had last winter:
I am an old man now, with most of my old friends gone on before me, as well as two of my sons. I am ill--have been for two or three years now, with heart trouble, and will not be loathe to go.
In my day I was one of the best--not just a merchant officer, but an
officer of the White Star Line. As I soon will be, the Line is gone
now, but I remember all the same. I sailed on many ships, but the
most magnificent of all was TITANIC...once known as "the Ship of
dreams". When she went, she took from me not only the dream of one
day captaining a great ship, but, more importantly, she took Will
Murdoch, my best friend--the best friend a man could ever hope to
have.
Oh, now, what is this? I'm in water, but I can breathe and see. I am
flying down into the abyss, through thousands and thousands of feet
of ink-black water, a blackness such as I have never beheld before.
In that darkness, bioluminescent creatures are sending out flashes of
cold light--blue, green white--as my passing disturbs them for a moment. Down and down I
am flying, as if drawn by an instinct....which perhaps I am.
Suddenly I can see lights ahead in the stygian blackness, row upon
row....now, closer, I see deck lights illuminating four tall black
and buff funnels. As I draw closer, I hear the sound of engines
cutting through the eternal silence of the oceanic abyss, engines whose
sound is unmistakable, engines whose sound I have longed to hear for
so long.
I am making a sweeping turn to port, coming in over her bow, and
below me, the familiar long foc'sle, the mammoth centre anchor still
in its home at the point bow. As I glide over it, I see the huge
anchor chains marching aft in a double row towards their capstans.
I come in and touch down on A-Deck, marveling at how beautiful it all
is...I look down to see my old black shoes, and the legs of uniform
trousers...looking higher, I see a uniform jacket, each button
gleaming like new, and just above the lapels, I see the snowy expanse
of a shirt which could only be Saville Row. As I walk through the
First Class Entrance, a steward opens the door, greeting me.
My word, so many people are here...I see Mr. Andrews, Mr. Astor...old Mr. and Mrs. Straus...the Allisons and their little girl..
Mr. Stead...good old Chief Engineer Bell and in a cluster, old EJ, Wilde (who actually looks glad to see me), and young Mr. Moody, all of them looking quite spiffed in their best. And a bit apart, oh my word! It is my dear friend William...looking as he did the day I first met him on MEDIC
all those years ago...with his old mustache, his uniform looking as if it had been tailored for him, the old watch fob sparkling in the light from the chandelier.
"My GOd, that is you, isn't it, Murdoch?" I see my reflection in a pane of glass and--what's this?--I am once again that young officer on Medic. Not a sign of old age anywhere in sight!
"See, Lights, I told you that you would see me again." he  in
that wonderful way of his, his brogue rolling over me as I remember
that long ago night on CELTIC when he told me not to grieve because I
would see him again.
I am HOME at last and now William is welcoming me, hugging me, slapping my back and telling me he's been waiting a very, very long time for me...we walk out onto the promenade and I know that I have
all enternity ahead of me.
Last edited by Lights, Feb/16/2005, 12:34 pm
---
"What I remember about that night- what I will remember as long as I live- is the people crying out to each other as the stern began to plunge down. I heard people crying, 'I love you.'"
|
|
Aug/6/2004, 1:47 am
|
EMAILLights
PM Lights
AIM
Yahoo
journal
|
Merzibelle
Global user
Registered: 07-2004
home port Heart of Dixie
Posts: 1957
|
|
Reply | Quote
|
|
Re: Home At Last
 /bawling.gif" />
*MB reaches over and grabs Wills handkercheif*
Lights! That's... *has no words*
MB
---
And the sea will grant each man new hope, as sleep brings dreams of home. ~ Christopher Columbus.
|
|
Aug/6/2004, 3:25 am
|
EMAILMerzibelle
PM Merzibelle
Yahoo
|
wills
Head Administrator
Global user
Registered: 02-2004
Posts: 3963
|
|
Reply | Quote
|
|
Re: Home At Last
i have no words . im speachless.
wills reaches in his other pocket for his spare hanky.
wills
---
Suicide is a permenant solution to a temporay problem........
Whatever obstacles control,
Go on, true heart,
thou'lt reach the goal.
http://com4.runboard.com/bthetitanicshack
wills~~~~~
|
|
Aug/6/2004, 5:30 am
|
EMAILwills
PM wills
journal
|
Lights
former crew member
Global user
Registered: 06-2003
home port Anyplace on Water
Posts: 2583
|
|
Reply | Quote
|
|
Re: Home At Last
I'm sorry guys...I didn't mean to make anyone cry...
---
"What I remember about that night- what I will remember as long as I live- is the people crying out to each other as the stern began to plunge down. I heard people crying, 'I love you.'"
|
|
Aug/6/2004, 11:47 am
|
EMAILLights
PM Lights
AIM
Yahoo
journal
|
Merzibelle
Global user
Registered: 07-2004
home port Heart of Dixie
Posts: 1957
|
|
Reply | Quote
|
|
Re: Home At Last
Let's just say that lots of things make MB and Wills cry lately - been an emotional few days. *slightly watery smile*
MB
---
And the sea will grant each man new hope, as sleep brings dreams of home. ~ Christopher Columbus.
|
|
Aug/6/2004, 1:42 pm
|
EMAILMerzibelle
PM Merzibelle
Yahoo
|
Lights
former crew member
Global user
Registered: 06-2003
home port Anyplace on Water
Posts: 2583
|
|
Reply | Quote
|
|
Re: Home At Last
I understand...and Murdoch, well, he was/is just about my dearest friend this life as well as last... 
---
"What I remember about that night- what I will remember as long as I live- is the people crying out to each other as the stern began to plunge down. I heard people crying, 'I love you.'"
|
|
Aug/6/2004, 2:47 pm
|
EMAILLights
PM Lights
AIM
Yahoo
journal
|
Merzibelle
Global user
Registered: 07-2004
home port Heart of Dixie
Posts: 1957
|
|
Reply | Quote
|
|
Re: Home At Last
A very dear and close friend to me as well.  Ah - tis good to be "home" if only on the internet.
MB
---
And the sea will grant each man new hope, as sleep brings dreams of home. ~ Christopher Columbus.
|
|
Aug/6/2004, 5:57 pm
|
EMAILMerzibelle
PM Merzibelle
Yahoo
|
Lights
former crew member
Global user
Registered: 06-2003
home port Anyplace on Water
Posts: 2583
|
|
Reply | Quote
|
|
Re: Home At Last
True.
---
"What I remember about that night- what I will remember as long as I live- is the people crying out to each other as the stern began to plunge down. I heard people crying, 'I love you.'"
|
|
Aug/6/2004, 7:34 pm
|
EMAILLights
PM Lights
AIM
Yahoo
journal
|
Merzibelle
Global user
Registered: 07-2004
home port Heart of Dixie
Posts: 1957
|
|
Reply | Quote
|
|
Re: Home At Last
 *hug*
MB
---
And the sea will grant each man new hope, as sleep brings dreams of home. ~ Christopher Columbus.
|
|
Aug/6/2004, 7:40 pm
|
EMAILMerzibelle
PM Merzibelle
Yahoo
|
Lights
former crew member
Global user
Registered: 06-2003
home port Anyplace on Water
Posts: 2583
|
|
Reply | Quote
|
|
Re: Home At Last
*hug back*
---
"What I remember about that night- what I will remember as long as I live- is the people crying out to each other as the stern began to plunge down. I heard people crying, 'I love you.'"
|
|
Aug/6/2004, 8:05 pm
|
EMAILLights
PM Lights
AIM
Yahoo
journal
|
Add reply
Page: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8
Link to us
- Blogs
- Hall of Honour
- Chat
|
You are not signed in (sign in)
Board's time is: Nov/28/2009, 10:21 am
|
|
|