The Huron

By Neil C. Hamilton

I wrote the following poem after losing my best friend and shipmate (SN/BM Robert (Bob) J. Gullickson) when the liberty boat was swamped and sunk on May 7th 1958 while attempting to return to the Huron Lightship WAL-526. You may post it on your website if you wish. I served on the Huron from 1957-59 and retired as an E8 in Nov 81.


                     The Huron
Winds a'howling, sea's running high
the Huron Lighship is still standing by
Nine months a year, on her station she stands
her foghorn sounding all the way to the lands
Listen, hear her foghorns blast
and see her main lights so bright
Always vigilant, it shines on still
through the long, dark night
For fifty years, she'd done her duty
guiding the mariners to the lee
Now she lies enshrined forever
Here . . . by Port Huron's sea
A memorial now to all who served
we commit their memories unto thee
Please Lord. .  accept them
and always keep them free
Semper Paratus was their guide
their right to liberty
these crewmen of the Huron
these brave coastguardsmen of the sea

Neil C. Hamilton
11221 North 103rd Avenue
Sun City, AZ 85351

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