William Simmons was a man who, in all things, looked after his family and took care of them beyond all expectation, even after illness made his goal difficult. I know his family are missing him, but are also comforted that he rests in peace after long toil.
Crossing the Bar
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,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For though from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crossed the bar.
--Alfred, Lord Tennyson





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