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I was ten years old in 1951 and my parents and I were on route to Jersey aboard the ferry St Patrick, from Weymouth. when the vessel came to within a mile or so of a group of ships it stopped and all was silent. I was told that the ensign was lowered in salute to a submarine which was lying on the seabed with many young men aboard and the group of ships were engaged in salvage. After a few minutes the St Patrick continued on her way. My thoughts often go back to those few minutes of silence. Clive Palmer.
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