Felipe Moore - Chapter Forty-Three

Kingwell By Kingwell, 2nd Oct 2014 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/riyphx7w/
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Felipe begins the first leg of his journey from Southern Arm to St. John's. He travels to Harbour Duffeff where he joins the coastal boat Northern Ranger.

The Door closes

Felipe awoke at 6:30 and glancing out his bedroom window saw that it was a beautiful sunny morning with just a light breeze. At 11 AM His father and Ben Junior were taking him to Harbour Duffett where he would join The Northern Ranger which would take him to Port Au Bas. From there he would travel across the island to St. John's by train. It was all very exciting. Delilah prepared his favourite breakfast and later packed a lunch in case he got hungry before it was suppertime on the boat. When it was time to leave his mother refused to go down to the wharf and decided to say her good byes at home. She held Felipe for a long time before finally releasing him. That with a kiss on the cheek and a "be good to yourself" she disappeared inside, her voice breaking. Benjamin had taken the suitcase when he left earlier and Felipe had only the small duffel bag that Ben Jr. had used when he worked in Harbour Duffet. A large crowd had gathered on the wharf including Mona, Anthony, David and a host of other well wishers from the community. Felipe looked handsome in his Sunday suit, white shirt and tie and his church going shoes. Mona was the first to hug him and with tears in her eyes wished him well. Anthony offered his hand in recognition of the fact that their boyhood days were over while younger children called out "see ya Felipe". Mr. Smith was there with a firm handshake as were several other men of the town. There were a few women there too, those who had watched him grow up while faithfully attending church and school. They all hugged and kissed him and with a God Bless watched him board the skiff. Felipe looked back as they made there way out the harbour - he watched as the people became smaller and the last house disappeared behind the cliff. The door to his childhood had closed!

On board the Northern Ranger

In Harbour Duffet they had to wait an hour before the Northern Ranger arrived and another hour while she unloaded freight and mail for the various communities around the bay. Felipe shook hands with his father and Ben Jr. and went aboard the larger vessel enquiring for the purser. In short order he had paid his fare and had his ticket to Port Au Bas. He went below deck and found his bunk, one of four -two top and two bottom - in a room eight feet by eight feet. There were already three passengers in the room and Felipe threw his suitcase and Duffel bag unto the empty top bunk and climbed up himself. His roommates he noticed were young like him and apparently had been sleeping. They looked up when he entered the room but no one spoke. He had no watch and there was no clock to be seen but he guessed it was about two O’clock which meant that he had missed dinner and it would be four hours before supper. Getting as comfortable as possible under the circumstances, he opened and ate the lunch that his mother had packed. He thought of going on deck but deciding to leave that for later, lay back on the bed and closed his eyes. No surprise as yet - this was exactly what he had been told to expect.

The Rev. Mr, Forward

Felipe had been lying on the bunk for about twenty minutes unable to sleep or even get comfortable when he decided to go on deck and look around. After all it was a beautiful day and hopefully he would be able the sleep tonight. His fellow roommates remained silent as he left the room - apparently all were sleeping. There were six or seven others who had also come up from below and wanted if nothing else to at least take in the salt sea air. The rugged coast of the island seemed to stretch as far as the eye could see and all around them seabirds called, occasionally diving into the nearly calm waters for some small fish that had swum too close to the surface and its doom. ``Beautiful afternoon``- Felipe nearly jumped out of his skin - ``Sorry I didn’t mean to scare you`` smiled the man standing beside him, ``you must have been deep in thought``. Felipe looked up at a man, more than a few pounds overweight, and who he guessed to be in his mid forties and he was wearing a round collar! The stranger introduced himself as Ronald Forward, a United Church Minister who travelled this route on a regular basis as the mission he served had some Fifteen churches all along the coast. He was very friendly - almost two friendly Felipe thought - and it made him uncomfortably. Rev. Forward continued to chat asking about where he was going and about his plans. He was attentive as Felipe told him about his going to St. John’s and how he expected to find work there and of his plans to travel to Toronto at some future time. As he talked Felipe found his doubts about the man slipping away - maybe he was genuine after all!
To Be Continued - See Chapter Forty-Four
Read from the beginning - See Chapter One

See also: Chapter Thirty - eight
Chapter Thirty-Nine
Chapter Forty
Chapter Forty-One
Chapter Forty-Two

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Awakening, Beautiful Morning, Departing, Felipe, Hugs And Kisses, Kingwell, Newfoundland And Labrador, Northern Ranger, Port Au Bas, Skiff, Stranger, The United Church Of Canada, Wave Over Wave

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I am 75 years old and retired.I like writing short stories, poetry as well other articles of interest.

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author avatar Delicia Powers
2nd Oct 2014 (#)

A time when leaving home meant saying good - bye to the whole village...you have emphasize this aloneness and vulnerability beautifully Kingwell...!

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author avatar Kingwell
2nd Oct 2014 (#)

Thank You Delicia for your encouragement. Blessings.

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author avatar Phyl Campbell
3rd Oct 2014 (#)

Maybe he's genuine -- why do I have misgivings? What do you have in mind for the Rev.? I'm waiting to know!!

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author avatar Kingwell
3rd Oct 2014 (#)

Thank for commenting my friend. Please continue to read.

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author avatar Sivaramakrishnan A
4th Oct 2014 (#)

My mind goes back to similar feelings that Felipe had when I stepped out of my comfort zone. Our mothers' feelings are the same! The nostalgia of the past has to be adjusted with the eagerness to adjust to the new. But we do adapt especially when young. Enjoying the ride with Felipe, thanks Kingwell - siva

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author avatar Kingwell
4th Oct 2014 (#)

Blessings my friend.

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author avatar Utah Jay
5th Oct 2014 (#)

You do such beautiful work.

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author avatar Kingwell
5th Oct 2014 (#)

Thank you for following my friend. Blessings.

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author avatar Fern Mc Costigan
14th Oct 2014 (#)

Interesting post and one of a kind writing!

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author avatar Kingwell
14th Oct 2014 (#)

Thank you Fern. I have relied heavily on the experiences of some good friends for this story and especially a friend who is gay and grew up thinking that he alone in the world had such feelings. A few too are my own experiences such as the boat and train ride. Blessings.

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