| "Lost in Time, like Tears in The Rain" |
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On 24 August, 2024 Old Boys and some IHS staff met at Ipswich Harbour for the last-ever WHS Reunion cruise - at least organised by me. I do not know for certain how the mind of a slug works, but I am guessing that it is not really involved much in the past (except by instinct) or future. Humans, however, are a different matter (literally). It was a beautiful day with beautiful people, and I was especially glad personally to meet up with some OBs I had not seen since schooldays: Dave Dibbin and John Dye for a start - and with Ian Suter who came on one of the early 2000s cruises. I was of course preoccupied with the present, but invading my mind simultaneously were also memories of the past - of those cruises and of WHS days - and in particular as I stood on the decks of the very same barge where former masters and boys had stood in the early 2000s I was of course thinking about their passing, that I would never see them again.
Death is normal, but that doesn't make it any easier to accept. Logically (as I do not believe in "God") I never WILL see them again, but emotionally it is still somehow impossible to believe: so stong and vivid is the memory of their lifeforce both from my schooldays and those cruises.
Well, Death is the price of Life and Grief is the price of Love. And in the end the pain is so much worth it for the love we had. Here are a few memories ......