Man at the Wheel during a snow squall

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January 16, 2016 Man at the Wheel looking out during ocean effect snow

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5 thoughts on “Man at the Wheel during a snow squall”

  1. No storm can get the man to leave his duty at the wheel great shot! And just like the GMG theme (The GMG Theme Song Gloucester Til The End!) … Always remember those who went ahead of use! 🙂 Dave & Kim 🙂

    A tribute to those have faired the waves:

    No More Fish, No Fishermen

    Words by Sheldon Posen, Music by John Goss
    Out along the harbour reach
    Boats stand dried up on the beach
    Ghost-like in the early dawn
    Empty now the fish are gone
    What will become of people now
    Trying to build a life somehow
    Hard hard times are back again
    No more fish, no fishermen

    No more shoppers in the stores
    Since the fish plant closed its doors
    Men who walked a trawler’s decks
    Now line up for welfare cheques
    There’s big “For sale” signs everywhere
    Pockets empty, cupboards bare
    See it on the news at ten
    No more fish, no fishermen

    Once from Ship Cove to Cape Race
    Port-au-basques to Harbour Grace
    Newfoundlanders fished for cod
    Owing merchants trusting God
    They filled their dories twice a day
    They fished their poor sweet lives away
    They could not imagine then
    No more fish, no fishermen

    Back before the second war
    We could catch our fish inshore
    Boats were small and gear was rough
    We caught fish but left enough
    And now there’s no more fish because
    The trawler fleets took all there was
    We could see it coming then
    No more fish, no fishermen

    Farewell now to stage and flake
    Get out for the children’s sake
    Leave all friends and kin behind
    Take whatever job you find
    There’s some that say things aren’t so black
    They say the fish will all come back
    Who’ll be here to catch them then
    No more fish, no fishermen

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      1. Just a messenger on this but told the story pretty well! I remember George Morey bringing in his Dory with Duke T. At waterline many times chock full when calm if choppy did not fill it as full… a net out from the summer cabins could see them tending from the rocks 🙂 Dave

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