Fiona Shea wrote this for her grandfather. Here are the words:
So often I can hear him tell tales of the sea
Since I was barely seven years they've been a part of me
From Newfoundland to Boston, and back to my home shore
The sea can never leave him; his stories are its core
Chorus:
Radioman, and the ocean's son
Grampa tells to me
Radioman, and the ocean's child
Forever he (I, we) shall be
So clearly in my mind I see these people from his past
Captains, tailors, fisherman, I meet them by the mast
They tell me stories of their lives, and I tell them of mine
Thus, grandfather will take my hand, and lead me back in time
Chorus
Someday when I'm older, I'll sail with him for real
He'll take us to those foreign lands I've only heard in tales
Often can I see myself, sailing at his side
But we're only in the kitchen; and we'll be back by dinnertime
Chorus
This video was taken in Epsom, New Hampshire, at a fundraiser the girls put on for an orphanage in Santa Apolonia, Guatemala, called Las Hogares de Santa Maria de Guadalupe.
the girls did a wonderful job in putting this together...
virginiapavao 7 months ago
Very beautiful tribute to a wonderful man , im sure hes proud ... and so am I !!!
GOVTSURPLUSBAND 7 months ago