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  • HL
    July 02, 2010 - 13:35

    This is a beautiful story - how nice to read something not criminal and death as usual, but true to life and how hard people did work years ago. Now the people work 10-12 weeks and go on EI. Times were better back then because everyone had to pull together, and families and friends meant something.
    Well done AARON BESWICK and well done Mrs. Simmonds. Goose Cove is a beautiful and picturesque place.

  • Max
    July 02, 2010 - 13:31

    Wonderful story. I too can remember the sun rising behind the boat as we steamed out the cove. Now I work behind a computer all day.....

    Thanks for sharing your memories Elizabeth and I hope you can write more like this Aaron.

  • Brendon
    July 02, 2010 - 13:29

    I do remember those times Mrs. Simmonds spoke of and even in the 1980's this was very much still the way of life on the tip of the Northern Peninsula. Time has not been kind to that way of life or the communities and people who flourished so happily back then. Most people had no choice but to trade their boats for a trip to Alberta... This story really does bring me back. Thank You... great story...

  • phil
    July 02, 2010 - 13:15

    Where else in the world will you find the spirit of man more undaunted or a love with more ingenuity then in those who lived and fished the coastline of Newfoundland and Labrador like this Simmonds family of Goose Cove?

    Reading this beautiful article and looking at the old fishing premises and wharf brings a swelling of strength and pride in my chest that is not expressible. A memory of what it was like as a boy growing up on schooners with my father and cod trap fishing on the Labrador in the summer.

    There is no greater driving force in the civilized accent of man then that which comes from the pleasure man takes in exercising his own skill. And I know of no greater driving example from pride in skill and strength of character then the fisher people of our past. It is they who made our heritage and gives us our character today.

    The leaders and powers of the global world may take away our resource and disrespect our history and who we have been but they cannot change the lesson we as a people have learned.... that truth is found in ones heart and it can only be found there by those who are humble and honest!

    Mrs. Elizabeth Simmonds your memory is more then just a memory of the past it is a light for our future. You are an ageless mother to all of us in this beautiful, rugged place. God bless you.
    philip earle
    carbonear

  • HL
    July 01, 2010 - 20:25

    This is a beautiful story - how nice to read something not criminal and death as usual, but true to life and how hard people did work years ago. Now the people work 10-12 weeks and go on EI. Times were better back then because everyone had to pull together, and families and friends meant something.
    Well done AARON BESWICK and well done Mrs. Simmonds. Goose Cove is a beautiful and picturesque place.

  • Max
    July 01, 2010 - 20:20

    Wonderful story. I too can remember the sun rising behind the boat as we steamed out the cove. Now I work behind a computer all day.....

    Thanks for sharing your memories Elizabeth and I hope you can write more like this Aaron.

  • Brendon
    July 01, 2010 - 20:16

    I do remember those times Mrs. Simmonds spoke of and even in the 1980's this was very much still the way of life on the tip of the Northern Peninsula. Time has not been kind to that way of life or the communities and people who flourished so happily back then. Most people had no choice but to trade their boats for a trip to Alberta... This story really does bring me back. Thank You... great story...

  • phil
    July 01, 2010 - 19:54

    Where else in the world will you find the spirit of man more undaunted or a love with more ingenuity then in those who lived and fished the coastline of Newfoundland and Labrador like this Simmonds family of Goose Cove?

    Reading this beautiful article and looking at the old fishing premises and wharf brings a swelling of strength and pride in my chest that is not expressible. A memory of what it was like as a boy growing up on schooners with my father and cod trap fishing on the Labrador in the summer.

    There is no greater driving force in the civilized accent of man then that which comes from the pleasure man takes in exercising his own skill. And I know of no greater driving example from pride in skill and strength of character then the fisher people of our past. It is they who made our heritage and gives us our character today.

    The leaders and powers of the global world may take away our resource and disrespect our history and who we have been but they cannot change the lesson we as a people have learned.... that truth is found in ones heart and it can only be found there by those who are humble and honest!

    Mrs. Elizabeth Simmonds your memory is more then just a memory of the past it is a light for our future. You are an ageless mother to all of us in this beautiful, rugged place. God bless you.
    philip earle
    carbonear