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From the Thresher – by Austin West


Love lies not below the sea,

It lives eternally

Though you may live and I may die

To keep this nation free.


Love lies not below in deeps,

Love lives and never sleeps

Though long the time may be

To make all nations free;


And though I may seem here below

In this far land where sailors go

By love I am made free,

By love, eternally.



With Him there is no silent cold

Where ships may lie or time grow old!

For God sweeps hate before

Like driftwood, helplessly;


As long as words have meaning,

As long as this shall be,

And as long as we love one another;

And will die to make men free.

From Austin West’s obituary:

PORTLAND -- Austin West passed away peacefully on Oct. 23, 2011, at his home in Portland, ME. He was born in Haverhill, Mass., on June 13, 1913, to Walter and Martha Weschkolofsky. He moved to Maine after high school and lived in and around Bridgton, occasionally leaving for wherever work took him. A philosopher and a poet, Austin's extensive and impressive life journey included work as a chaplain, sailor, fisherman, lumberjack, welder, ship fitter, farmer, florist, teacher, steeplejack, deep-sea diver and a salesman, who sold everything from antiques to insurance. His favorite jobs were those that allowed him to work outside, including the New London Orient Point ferry.

In 1942, at the age of 35, he enlisted and served in the US Navy during WWII and served on destroyer escorts looking for submarines. Always the seaman, many years later he worked on the research ship, the Robert D. Conrad, looking for the USS THRESHER SSN 593. He wrote a song entitled “From the Thresher,” and dedicated it to Irene Harvey and the other wives of the men on THRESHER. The lyrics were read at many Thresher memorial services.

Austin was a man of passion and grace who spoke in lyric and rhyme. His endearing, whimsical spirit could be seen in his sparkling, blue eyes which were a window into his kind and gentle soul, felt by all who knew him. Austin said 'I hear with my heart, not my ears. I believe in beauty and striving. I don't believe in perfection. I just want to be a little better today than I was yesterday.


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