Research sometimes turns up more than just a lot of information. Bruce Kemp,

a freelance photographer, supplied Stan with a true life story. There really is

a wonderful, crazy man in Windsor who has raised the Blue Dolphin from the

harbour mud. She is the sister ship of the Bluenose, about 20 ft. shorter and

somewhat deeper and heavier in the keel. She saw service as a pleasure craft,

a research ship and then as a sub tracker in W.W.II. Attempts are being made

to restore her and put her on display as a museum. Support for this venture

can be sent to Bruce Kemp, 60 Shanly St., Toronto Ontario M6H 1S5]



It was just like him. He had to pick

A boat gone from dowdy to derelict

In half a dozen years

Of searching for an owner

She may have lost her heart in the harbour mud,

But she really caught his at the flood;

And he wonders how she knew

That she was waiting for a loner.



Blue Dolphin, built by the Rhuland men,

She's lying on the bottom again

With only him to care

That Bluenose had a sister.

He lost the house and he sold the car.

His wife walked out; so he hit the bars

And hit up every friend

To raise the Blue Dolphin



And even afloat she's a hole in the water where his money goes.

Every dollar goes

And it's driving him crazy.

He pounds his fists white on the dock in the night

And cries, "I'm gonna win!"

And licks the blood away.

And he's gonna raise the Dolphin.



Blue Dolphin's lying like a wounded whale.

She's hungry for a scrap of a sail

To get her underway

Back to salt water.

Now there's a man lying spent in the winter sun.

He wonders what the hell he has done

And who would ever pay

To save his schooner daughter.



For even afloat she's a hole in the water where his money goes.

Every dollar goes

And it's driving him crazy.

He pounds his fists white on the dock in the night

And cries, "I'm gonna win!"

And licks the blood away.

And he's gonna raise the Dolphin