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Kenneth Orcutt, 86, died<br />

Feb. 6. A pensioner since<br />

1994 and a resident <strong>of</strong><br />

Irvine, Calif., he last sailed<br />

for Matson Navigation<br />

Company as master <strong>of</strong><br />

the MV R.J. Pfeiffer. He<br />

enjoyed flying and even<br />

built an RV-8, a 150-hp sport<br />

aerobatic plane. His wife,<br />

Pat, survives him.<br />

Edward D. Tschantre,<br />

86, died Dec. 28, 2011. A<br />

resident <strong>of</strong> Spring Hill,<br />

Fla., and a pensioner<br />

since 1986, he last sailed<br />

for United States Lines<br />

as third mate on the<br />

American Lancer. He<br />

served in the Navy during<br />

World War II and the<br />

Korean War. During the<br />

Vietnam War, he worked<br />

as a merchant mariner,<br />

bringing supplies to the<br />

troops. He was an active<br />

member <strong>of</strong> the New City branches <strong>of</strong> the Veterans <strong>of</strong><br />

Foreign Wars, American Legion, Masonic Lodge and<br />

Historical Society. His brother, Thomas, three nieces,<br />

two nephews, four grandnieces and one grandnephew<br />

survive him.<br />

Crossing the Bar<br />

Sunset and evening star,<br />

And one clear call for me!<br />

And may there be no<br />

moaning <strong>of</strong> the bar,<br />

When I put out to sea,<br />

But such a tide as moving<br />

seems asleep,<br />

Too full for sound and foam,<br />

When that which drew from<br />

out the boundless deep<br />

Turns again home.<br />

Twilight and evening bell,<br />

And after that the dark!<br />

And may there be no<br />

sadness <strong>of</strong> farewell,<br />

When I embark;<br />

For tho’ from out our<br />

bourne Time and Place<br />

<strong>The</strong> flood may bear me far,<br />

I hope to see my pilot face to face<br />

When I have crossed the bar.<br />

— Alfred Lord Tennyson (1809-1892)<br />

<strong>The</strong> Master, Mate & Pilot - 17 - <strong>May</strong> - <strong>June</strong> <strong>2012</strong>

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