I remember listening to the advancement of the troops over the ships radio
and hearing from various visitors who came on board, the agony of the battles and the loss of life, until the eventual liberation of Port Stanley.
The end of the war
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c601a4HLQGA
This by no means includes all my memories but is a very brief outline of what part the RFA and others played in the South Atlantic Campaign. We were one of the last ships to leave sailing around south America, Tierra del Fuego, and then after a war, several collisions with our own ships, also a New Zealand ship the Rangatira had a little bump with us and a battleship losing control of her steering gear and ramming us! http://www.ambuscade.org.uk/am_Incidents_Tidepool.htm
we left the Tidepool very bruised and battered in the hands of the Chilean Navy.
Finally arrived back home in Edinburgh on 16th Aug. 1982 my 23rd Birthday,
Happy birthday !.
This page is not about the rights or wrongs of the Conflict or the politics just dedicated people doing their job and I have the greatest of respect for all those involved who all have there own stories.
IN WATERS DEEP
In ocean wastes no poppies blow,
No crosses stand in ordered row,
Their young hearts sleep... beneath the wave...
The spirited, the good, the brave,
But stars a constant vigil keep,
For them who lie beneath the deep.
'Tis true you cannot kneel in prayer
On certain spot and think. "He's there."
But you can to the ocean go...
See whitecaps marching row on row;
Know one for him will always ride...
In and out... with every tide.
And when your span of life is passed,
He'll meet you at the "Captain's Mast."
And they who mourn on distant shore
For sailors who'll come home no more,
Can dry their tears and pray for these
Who rest beneath the heaving seas...
For stars that shine and winds that blow
And whitecaps marching row on row.
And they can never lonely be
For when they lived... they chose the sea...
Eileen Mahoney.
RIP Brothers still on patrol we will never forget them.