Radio Broadcast to be posted

Radio broadcast to be posted

Thank you once again to Janet Phelan for the invitation to participate in this week’s One If by Land broadcast. Ray Fernandez of ElderAbuseHelp.org joined us for the third hour and throughout the show, numerous callers shared their experiences and perspective.
We appreciate Janet getting yesterday’s files to us so promptly, but technical problems on our end have delayed their posting and will likely suspend other new content for the upcoming days. We’ll let you know when the broadcast is up on the Eod Multimedia page.

O Captain! My Captain! -

Walt Whitman (1819?1892). Leaves of Grass. 1900.

O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather?d every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:
But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead.

O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up?for you the flag is flung?for you the bugle trills;

For you bouquets and ribbon?d wreaths?for you the shores a-crowding;
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head;
It is some dream that on the deck
You?ve fallen cold and dead.

My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
The ship is anchor?d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won;
Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.