Robert Walker Lewis (1950-2019)

Walker left us five days ago.  I remember his sly smile, and a cigarette between his lips, having just stepped off his boat Aeolus after a race.
His family - wife, sister, son, daughter, and crew movingly remembered him today.
It was a personal tribute - the 23rd Psalm the only vestige of Judeo-Christian ritual.
They began with a recording of  William Blake's hymn Jerusalem the heart of it the famous stanza:

Bring me my Bow of burning gold:

Bring me my arrows of desire:

Bring me my Spear: O clouds unfold!

Bring me my Chariot of fire!

Walker's sister Chris sang a waveringly beautiful acapella rendition of `You've got to walk that lonesome valley.'  His son and daughter recalled their Dad, a teacher who once labeled everything in the house with its Latin name.  His longtime crew Trevor spoke of their voyages aboard Aeolus, named for the Greek wind god.  And the memorial closed with Stan Rogers Northwest Passage a Canadian anthem for which the chorus is:
Ah, for just one time
I would take the Northwest Passage
To find the hand of Franklin
Reaching for the Beaufort Sea
Tracing one warm line
Through a land so wild and savage
And make a Northwest Passage to the sea