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| In memory of Kevin Walker Fenton Died 8.5.1989 Collision at sea 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. Aged 58 years |
Simple and unadorned, this rock stands atop the bluff in memory of a plain man, an every-man. Standing beside the rock, I gazed steadily out to sea wondering what sort of man this was, this Kevin Walker Fenton.
What did he look like? Was he tall, was he fat, was he bald, did he wear a beard? What sort of man would arouse such a dignified feeling of loss? Which friend decided upon the verse? How did they transport and erect the memorial? “Moaning of the bar” did this mean he was a fisherman, or a drinker at the local? It would seem that he was a fatalist. When his time was up, that was how it was meant to be – ‘one clear call’.
How do two boats collide at sea? Standing on the point, with the early morning on-shore breeze caking my face with salt, all that was apparent was the immensity of the Pacific Ocean. What caused two ships to collide at sea? Was Kevin Walker Fenton the only fatality? I nodded sagely as I considered his body to have never been recovered.
Vale Kevin Walker Fenton. May the sunset and evening star continue to chart your journey
18 comments:
Indeed.
Wow. It makes me wonder as well ...
RIP Kevin Walker Fenton.
Very thought provoking in all respects. What a fantastic place to take the dog a walk, wonder what thoughts they are having too
A perfect spot for a Musing Monument and you did very well! Makes me want to do some research on dear Kevin. Beautiful photo - the colors, framing, and spay on the rocks! Marvelous! I hope your May Day weekend is a great one!
What a beautiful spot. I find such memorials as these very touching - a small insight into a life, asking more questions than answering.
Lovely...picture and thoughts...
A beautiful photo with the rim-lighting on the man and dog. What a peaceful spot and a lovely memorial.
Not only to be remembered, to have one's name spoken into the void, but to be created anew by each person who sees that stone and takes a moment to wonder.
Touching memorial in a beautiful spot.
The memorial has been made all the more interesting because of your musings.
Such a beautiful spot to have a memorial...and a very beautiful photo too!
'morning, Julie, mate! It's time I dropped a stone into the pool. You drop enough into mine!! Greetings, always.
Beautiful spot. May his soul rest it peace.
Where is the Bluff? It is a great scene and place for a seaman's memorial.
At Bermagui with Horseshoe Bay on the right hand side going out to its peninsula. On the left, out of sight, is the entry to the fisherman's wharf.
This is nice, and contemplative with the man walking away.
Wow, I want to be in that picture. I think it must be the light? Or maybe it's that on that spot, someone has been remembered with so much tenderness and love.
MA, this headland is forever transfigured by the simplicity of this memorial. It has a immense impact on the casual observer. Well, on THIS casual observer.
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