Today marks the 32nd anniversary of the sinking of the Ocean Ranger. I remember the event as if it was only yesterday. A sever winter storm that lasted several days, the news reports, the waiting. Lessons to be learned: Respect nature, Respect the North Atlantic, Don't trust government or large cooperations
A tranquil fishing village, on the rock bound coast of Newfoundland
Friends and loved ones gathered, to try and lend a helping hand
In the bleak forbidding quiet, of a peaceful funeral home
Sitting there with memories, their thoughts can only roam
Senses dulled to blankness, by deeply saddened heart
Eyes burned red from crying, their souls feel torn apart
Hearing but not really listening, no words seem to be right
They had waited, hoped and prayed throughout the lonely night
Survivors not the victims, though still victims all the same
They lost far more then money, when Neptune played his game
Now they say the matters over, the Ocean Rangers put to rest
To cover up this tragedy they all did their very best
The government couldn?t be at fault, or the mighty Mobil Oil so big
They just said it?s just the chance you take, working on their oil rig
Too bad the execs couldn?t see, a lonely widow in vain wait
Waiting so forlornly forever, in a damaged mental state
I wish they would face, a little child of only four
To have to say your father, won?t be coming home no more.
Ocean Ranger was a semi-submersible mobile offshore drilling unit that sank in Canadian waters on 15 February 1982. It was drilling an exploration well on the Grand Banks of Newfoundland, 267 kilometres east of St. John's, Newfoundland, for Mobil Oil of Canada, Ltd. with 84 crew members on board when it sank. There were no survivors.
