My Dad was a lifeboat in Whitby and loved every moment even the tough rescues during the night but probably the Wednesday socials more! I remember running through town many times on a shout and waiting at the station or going up to grandads pigeon loft. Dad loved the sea for many reasons his big passion was diving and unfortunately in 1994 he had an accident while diving off whitby his fellow crew mates had to attend with the worst outcome for all of us he couldn't be saved .xx
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