Building bridges

[Uncle Urchin]

just heard daylight katey by gordon lightfoot on the old transistor here and it reminded me of what a marvellous singer songwriter he was/is.....

 

wreck of the edmund fitzgerald anyone?.....now that was a true work of art.....whatever happened to him...anyone know....?

 

oh and it is on topic...he wrote the bridges of brooklyn...

[Uncle Urchin]

sorry couldn't resist....one of the best true story/songs ever imo....les will associate with this as he lives up there...

 

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 ev'ry man knew, as the captain did too

'twas 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 t'feed ya."

At seven P.M. a main hatchway caved in; he said,

"Fellas, it's bin 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 'is 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 searchers all say they'd have made Whitefish Bay

if they'd put fifteen more miles behind 'er.

They might have split up or they might have capsized;

they 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 'til 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!"

[Darter]

ooo great lyrics, I'll look that one up.

Hello Unc, everyone. How are you all? I am feeling GOOOOOD tonight ...

[Hannah]

The shoutbox is to your right, Darter

[Uncle Urchin]

hi hannah..the shoutbox doesn't work properly.....its gets all confused when people post quickly on there....

 

getting back on topic with regards to building bridges....and a question I meant to ask of someone who knows these things.....

 

whatever happened to the transparency for the fans and moonies regarding the DD exercise and the legal costs etc...did they ever get revealed...?

[American FLEET FAN No1]

Originally Posted By: Uncle Urchin

sorry couldn't resist....one of the best true story/songs ever imo....les will associate with this as he lives up there...
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 ev'ry man knew, as the captain did too
'twas 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 t'feed ya."
At seven P.M. a main hatchway caved in; he said,
"Fellas, it's bin 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 'is 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 searchers all say they'd have made Whitefish Bay
if they'd put fifteen more miles behind 'er.
They might have split up or they might have capsized;
they 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 'til 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!"

My sister used to live in Canada. I first went to visit 18 years ago. Whilst visiting Toronto, went into the Worlds Largest Bookstore, on the Worlds Longest Street(Yonge Street), and purchased a book called "The Wrecks of the Great Lakes."
The Edmund Fitzgerald is probably one of the most famous!

[Darter]

Unc, I don't think we have had those details about the finance. I'll check - there's a finances section.

[Bitch]

Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel were instrumental in bridge building. Thier wise words were prophetic for the name change over from Gravesend and Northfleet to Ebbsfleet.

[Bitch]

Originally Posted By: Darter

Unc, I don't think we have had those details about the finance. I'll check - there's a finances section.

Darter, you may think you are seeing double. The information will be in the first set

[American FLEET FAN No1]

Originally Posted By: Bitch

Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel were instrumental in bridge building. Thier wise words were prophetic for the name change over from Gravesend and Northfleet to Ebbsfleet.

Whereas Status Quo were
Burning Bridges

[Darter]

Originally Posted By: Bitch

Originally Posted By: Darter

Unc, I don't think we have had those details about the finance. I'll check - there's a finances section.

Darter, you may think you are seeing double. The information will be in the first set

OK!! Ta x

[cantos]

Helloooooo Darter

 

How did you slip my radar,my pretty.

[Uncle Urchin]

crikey the dago lothario has found this forum....we are doomed....all is lost....

 

hi cantos....

[Uncle Urchin]

talking of building bridges it will be interesting to see KK's reaction to the incaceration of the thug known as joey barton today....

 

jailed for 6 months for affray and another charge of GBH to come....but at least he'll get to see his brother...

[Roger Kint]

Originally Posted By: Uncle Urchin

talking of building bridges it will be interesting to see KK's reaction to the incaceration of the thug known as joey barton today....

jailed for 6 months for affray and another charge of GBH to come....but at least he'll get to see his brother...

And he might have to consider his penchant for dropping his shorts.

[Uncle Urchin]

talking of dropping shorts kinty and getting back on topic...

 

have you seen the bridges of madison county with clint eastwood and meryl streep....?

 

great movie...

[Bitch]

I quite like that Geoff Bridges. That is one bridge i'd like to climb

 

I quite like this thread, i'm warming more and more to becoming a Fleety. I'm still not sure how i feel about the transatlantic influx of neuveau riche jonnie come latelys, but it's good to talk

[Darter]

Originally Posted By: cantos

Helloooooo Darter

How did you slip my radar,my pretty.

Hello cantos - I'm very pleased to make your acquaintance. I like that sort of welcome. It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy.

[American FLEET FAN No1]

Originally Posted By: Bitch

I quite like that Geoff Bridges. That is one bridge i'd like to climb

I quite like this thread, i'm warming more and more to becoming a Fleety. I'm still not sure how i feel about the transatlantic influx of neuveau riche jonnie come latelys, but it's good to talk

You want to become me, Bitch...........I'm flattered!

[Darter]

And hello UU and Bitch - well, no news on the finances yet .... but it's nice to be back on THIS thread as they are falling out in lumps on the other forum lol!!