Uncle Vic Has Passed...
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Uncle Vic Has Passed...
Vic passed this morning very abruptly from a broken blood vessel. His passing was very quick and relatively painless.
Rest In Peace, Uncle Vic. We love you!
Patrick
Rest In Peace, Uncle Vic. We love you!
Patrick
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Uncle Vic
Very sad. One of the nicest person I've known. We've lost a good one.
Rest in peace my friend.
I have a vision in my mind of Mara sitting on his knee.
I have a vision in my mind of Mara sitting on his knee.
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God bless.
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar.
Crossing the Bar by Alfred Lord Tennyson
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar.
Crossing the Bar by Alfred Lord Tennyson
A very sad day indeed...i spent the day wondering bout UV and grinding away on my 31...rest easy ...and keep an eye on the faithful...I raise a glass of JD single barrell to one hell of a guy...BH
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Capt Pat, I'm very sorry to hear he has passed, but thanks for letting us know.
Mike, thanks for letting me know he was sick, it gave me a chance to say goodbye. It was good that UV saw the many lives he touched before leading us on to our next journey. That's a rare gift.
Like many here, I never met Uncle Vic, but he definitely made an impact on me. And from the notes here, he clearly has touched many lives. Rest in peace.
Mike, thanks for letting me know he was sick, it gave me a chance to say goodbye. It was good that UV saw the many lives he touched before leading us on to our next journey. That's a rare gift.
Like many here, I never met Uncle Vic, but he definitely made an impact on me. And from the notes here, he clearly has touched many lives. Rest in peace.
Joe A.
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Uncle Vic
After Vic's second post, I thought there might be time to go up for a visit. If I can get everything together, I plan on going to Port Eads next week. Gonna have a Port Eads Irish Wake in Vic's honor, substituting clears for the whiskey.
Rest in Peace my fren, we're gonna miss you. Love and prayers to the whole Roy family.
John Ryan
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New Orleans, La.
Rest in Peace my fren, we're gonna miss you. Love and prayers to the whole Roy family.
John Ryan
1978 31 Bertram
New Orleans, La.
Uncle Vic succeeded in the end just as he succeeded at life. He recognized that the end was near, and he took the opportunity to reach out to his family here on the Board and bid us all a fond farewell; and we were able to reciprocate back at him...........what a prince of a guy. Man, I miss him already, and there is a big void in my heart right now.
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My condolances to Elaine, Brett and the rest of his family. We lost one of the founding faithful today, I aways looked forward to his posts, enjoyed the hours sitting on the bench outside the big room at the flop house smoking cigarettes with him, enjoyed his passion for quality built boats, he would say that the 31` Bertram was the best boat ever built, today we lost one of the best people God ever built. RIP Uncle Vic.
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"The Ship" C.H. Brent
I am standing on the seashore.
A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze
and starts for the blue ocean.
She is an object of beauty and strength and I stand and watch her
until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud
just where the sea and sky come down to mingle
with each other.
Then someone at my side says: 'There! She's gone.'
Gone where? Gone from my sight, that is all.
She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she
was when she left my side,
and just as able to bear her load of living
freight to the place of destination.
Her diminished size is in me, not in her;
and just at the moment when someone at my side says:
'There! She's gone,'
there are others watching her coming,
and voices ready to take up the glad shout
'There she comes!'
Death awaits all of us. Leave it to Vic Roy to demonstrate how to face it with grace and dignity.
He will be missed by all who knew him either in person or through this board.
Peter
I am standing on the seashore.
A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze
and starts for the blue ocean.
She is an object of beauty and strength and I stand and watch her
until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud
just where the sea and sky come down to mingle
with each other.
Then someone at my side says: 'There! She's gone.'
Gone where? Gone from my sight, that is all.
She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she
was when she left my side,
and just as able to bear her load of living
freight to the place of destination.
Her diminished size is in me, not in her;
and just at the moment when someone at my side says:
'There! She's gone,'
there are others watching her coming,
and voices ready to take up the glad shout
'There she comes!'
Death awaits all of us. Leave it to Vic Roy to demonstrate how to face it with grace and dignity.
He will be missed by all who knew him either in person or through this board.
Peter
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Andre' and I spent Friday afternoon with Vic at his camp, and had dinner with him on Friday night. He kept his sense of humor until the end, but his long battle with cancer had taken it's toll and he was ready to move on. Little did we realize that in a few short hours he would.
Right now I'm sitting on the dock at Andre's camp looking across the canal at Vic's camp with his boat at the dock and remembering all the ways that Vic enriched my life and the good times we had.
Thanks Vic--I Love You!!!
Trey
Right now I'm sitting on the dock at Andre's camp looking across the canal at Vic's camp with his boat at the dock and remembering all the ways that Vic enriched my life and the good times we had.
Thanks Vic--I Love You!!!
Trey
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U.V. I wish I had all your great sayings written down somewhere. I pleaded with you to write a book.....I wish you had.
"You have to fish where they live, and you must be present to win"
"Those boys were abusing the right to be stupid"
"The money is in the Iron"..........not listening to this one cost me a bundle.
"You call and we will come, with lawyers, money and guns"
There are many others.....
Rest in peace, U.V.
Matt
"You have to fish where they live, and you must be present to win"
"Those boys were abusing the right to be stupid"
"The money is in the Iron"..........not listening to this one cost me a bundle.
"You call and we will come, with lawyers, money and guns"
There are many others.....
Rest in peace, U.V.
Matt
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i have to admit of all the things i heard him say the funniest one was when he was explaining to (name omitted) why he couldn't possibly win the UVI.
the man brought a lot of joy to a lot of lives. and like patrick, he was responsible for getting a lot of very very different people together on the same page. finest kind.
the man brought a lot of joy to a lot of lives. and like patrick, he was responsible for getting a lot of very very different people together on the same page. finest kind.
RIP UV, I will always miss your humor and the fun times.
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'Life may be the party we hoped for...but while we are here we might as well fish'!
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Vic
The last message I got from him, a few days ago, was a picture of one of Mike O's wonderful UVI shirts, and the question:
"You live, you die - but have you ever fished the UVI?"
I replied that I indeed HAD, and was forever grateful to him for the opportunity to do so.
Expected then he knew the end was very near, really didn't want to check this board for conformation.
"You live, you die - but have you ever fished the UVI?"
I replied that I indeed HAD, and was forever grateful to him for the opportunity to do so.
Expected then he knew the end was very near, really didn't want to check this board for conformation.
"There is nothing quite so satisfying, as simply messing around in boats."
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Tennyson's poem feels particularly relevant when talking about UV. A life worth celebrating and those left behind are both richer and poorer for the incredible way he handled his death and his life. What poise and grace and wit. Well done Vic.
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar.
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar.
While I am so sorry to lose a friend...I have to say another part of me is so grateful that both UV and his family did not have to endure further cruelties of his affliction.
I do not see his act of throwing in the towel as giving up by any means...I see it like a Captain of a sinking ship, one who recognizes the inevitable and does what he can to comfort and save the ones around him till the very end.
He allowed his friends and family to say goodbye...I can only hope I have the being to be able to do the same before I move on.
...another lesson learned by the actions of UV.
My deepest condolences to the Roy family, and thank you for sharing him with us.
RIP Uncle Vic,
you will be missed.
Carl
I do not see his act of throwing in the towel as giving up by any means...I see it like a Captain of a sinking ship, one who recognizes the inevitable and does what he can to comfort and save the ones around him till the very end.
He allowed his friends and family to say goodbye...I can only hope I have the being to be able to do the same before I move on.
...another lesson learned by the actions of UV.
My deepest condolences to the Roy family, and thank you for sharing him with us.
RIP Uncle Vic,
you will be missed.
Carl
I have been away from the computer all weekend. I am very sad to hear of Vic's passing, but I am glad that he went quickly and in peace.Trey Dibrell wrote:Andre' and I spent Friday afternoon with Vic at his camp, and had dinner with him on Friday night. He kept his sense of humor until the end, but his long battle with cancer had taken it's toll and he was ready to move on. Little did we realize that in a few short hours he would.
Right now I'm sitting on the dock at Andre's camp looking across the canal at Vic's camp with his boat at the dock and remembering all the ways that Vic enriched my life and the good times we had.
Thanks Vic--I Love You!!!
Trey
Trey, I am glad that you and Andre got to spend some time with him Friday. I know that his loss will leave a hole in your hearts for a long time. God bless all of you and his family.
We are all better off for having known him. Rawleigh
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