CFZ PEOPLE: John Downes (1925-2006)

My father died eight years ago this morning,

and not a day goes by when I don't remember him

Home is the sailor, home from sea: 
Her far-borne canvas furled 
The ship pours shining on the quay 
The plunder of the world. 

Home is the hunter from the hill: 
Fast in the boundless snare 
All flesh lies taken at his will 
And every fowl of air. 

'Tis evening on the moorland free, 
The starlit wave is still: 
Home is the sailor from the sea, 
The hunter from the hill.

                                   Home Is the Sailor --- A.E. Housman