Jon Charles Sebaska
11/28/1946 – 7/30/2016
“Gone Fishing”
Jon Charles Sebaska
Jon passed peacefully in his home near many friends, neighbors, family and Pearl.
As a respected craftsman, sailor, boat builder, fisherman, he sailed against and with peers around the world.
Born in Olympia WA he earned a degree from Evergreen State College. Jon made his land roots in Ballard amongst friends and neighbors but his heart was on the water, always with a trusty yellow lab at his side.
He will be remembered for his sailing and boating expertise and naturally smoked salmon..
Jon is survived by his sister Cheryl, niece Kim, aunts, cousins and numerous friends.
A fall Ballard Celebration will be planned.
Memorial donations may be made to Ballard Food Bank or Prostrate Cancer Foundation.
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Thank you for the good times a million years ago and thank you for Cheryl & Kim – without you I would have never known such wonderful friends – three including you. See you later Jon…….
Jon’s Memorial Service will be held on October 23, 2016 at the Ballard Elks between 2-5pm
Thank-you for being the inspiration for me for going into the marine industry specifically my start at the Windward Mark at Shilshole in Ballard where you once worked. Even though we were related our paths crossed many MORE times because of our common interests and our love of the water. You sailed with the best because you were one of the best crews. Bill Buchan on Sachem and Scott Rohr on the 6 meter Razzle Dazzle come to mind. I also remember one time when our family visited your family down in Olympia when I was a kid. You and your brother gave me a model airplane part. I kept it for years. Thanks for all the great stories and for being very humble about your accomplishments!
“Gone From My Sight
I am standing upon the seashore. A ship, at my side,
spreads her white sails to the moving breeze and starts
for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength.
I stand and watch her until, at length, she hangs like a speck
of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.
Then, someone at my side says, “There, she is gone.”
Gone where?
Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast,
hull and spar as she was when she left my side.
And, she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.
Her diminished size is in me — not in her.
And, just at the moment when someone says, “There, she is gone,”
there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices
ready to take up the glad shout, “Here she comes!”
And that is dying…”
Jon, you may be out of sight, you will always be alive in our hearts.
Fair winds and following seas,
Doug & Sydney
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