Re: Poem I wrote on the Bradley

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: Steve, : Very touching tribute poem to your cousin! : regards, : Dave : : Cousin to Cousin (the loss of the Carl D. Bradley): : : (For Frank) : : You would never have chose to sail, : : if you would have known the ship would fail. : : Onto it's docks far from, : : your ship and it's crew were not far from done. : : A time of triumph for the company's fleet. : : A time of death that the crew members would meet. : : Referred to as the "Queen of the Lakes" for a time. : : Who was to worry that the great ship would die? : : The storm blew itself onto the lake and through. : : The ship should have rode the storm out, as it was made to do. : : But pitch and tumble as it so did, : : leaving many a father, leaving many a kid. : : Broken in two she was about to lay. : : As the first mate cried the familiar call of "mayday". : : The Captain went down along with the crew. : : When four turned to three, and three turned to two. : : Left alone on a life boat were the first mate and you. : : Two Rogers City men, knowing not what to do. : : Through freezing tears you both would pray, : : trying to stay awake till the coming of the day. : : Then as you were both picked up and brought to shore. : : You identified the bodies, of sailors no more. : : The news of the terrible tragedy had spread, : : but all you could think about was the crew members dead. : : Disputing the facts as hard as they tried, : : in an attempt to cover their asses, adding lie upon lie. : : The fact remaining, that the ship lies in as many parts, : : as the weary men that were rescued with their two broken hearts. : : Divers would try to settle the controversy. : : Bringing you back to the ship, closer than you'd ever thought you'd be. : : Through all the videos, pictures, and time. : : The truth lies in the witness, of that night in your mind. : : As you watch the palm trees and the rain fall on your window sill, : : you think of the first mate and wish he were here still. : : For he missed the remembrance, which made the hard hearted cry. : : And in finally shaking your hand, and for the first mate, : : ring the ship's bell did I. : : I admire you for your courage of the year's long passed. : : And know that the story of that great ship, throughout the years will last. : : So as they paid tribute to a ship that was dead and gone. : : I'll pay tribute to a man who I believe to be strong. : : In reading this I hope you see how much I care. : : for you, the ship and crew, and those who hadn't a prayer. : : For ever night, on the wind is whispered to you sadly. : : And now you know that I shall never let them forget the Carl D. Bradley.

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