Every heart is built to bend and break
Like a dam can fall when your tears flood out the lake
Cause I know living right is sometimes in the cryin’
Emma-Lee
In any community, losing family members and friends is a profound event that stirs a complex mix of grief, reflection and resilience.
A few years ago, we wrote about a number of folks, long-time community members, who had moved off the island for various reasons and how their many community service contributions and friendships would be long-remembered and cherished.
In the past year, we have had another kind of exodus, this time several among us who have died. They are friends, neighbors and for some, family. It hurts. Their absence is felt deeply, leaving a void that cannot be easily filled.
How we as individuals cope with such losses can vary, even within ourselves over time.
Grief just sometimes comes on like a tsunami, one friend told us.
But it is important to admit that grief is part of living. One of our recent losses was John Simpson, a man of many talents and interests wrapped in a modest, respectful, dignified demeanor.
One who’d rather do and give than receive, John didn’t boast. Just in the November issue, we included a story about islanders organizing a fish-fry fundraiser to purchase a new golf cart for John, who had lost his vehicle to the floods of Hurricane Dorian in September 2019.
“I’m humbled,” he said about the gift.
John had some serious health problems, but they did not stop him in the least. Diabetes led to the loss of his lower legs in the last several years. But it was his heart that ended his life at the young age of 64.
Funerals and memorial services provide the opportunity for community members to come together, mourn together, and also celebrate the lives of those who have passed.
Kelley Shinn, a close friend of John, and also someone who lost her lower legs albeit at a young age, provided a stirring eulogy assuring those in attendance that it is normal to grieve and to cry when confronted with such losses and also to remember the good times.
In the last year, islander Kenny Ballance delivered several eulogies with consoling messages, shining lights on the deceased and their many contributions to the community and the positive impacts they had on others.
We thank these eulogists.
In the last year, the Ocracoke Observer has published more obituaries than any other year. Like John Simpson, the most recent, with the others we could point to their good-heartedness and accomplishments during their time on earth. You can see this by reading their obituaries on the Ocracoke Observer website.
Some who we’ve lost did not have formal funerals, but loved ones wrote heartfelt obituaries and family and friends gathered to remember them in ways the deceased would have appreciated.
In a small community like Ocracoke, there are a few ways to find support.
Our three churches provide it and there is an informal support group that came out of Hurricane Dorian that still meets monthly via Zoom. Mental health services also are offered by the Ocracoke Health Center and RHA, a partner of Trillium Health Resources.
To learn more about the mobile clinics or receive assistance at any time, visit Trillium Health Resources or call 1-877-685-2415.
Encouraging open discussions about grief is crucial for healthy coping.
Finally, the loss of good people can prompt a period of reflection within the community.
Be aware that December is the start of a SAD time –Seasonal Affective Disorder, a type of depression that occurs in the fall and winter months when there is less natural sunlight.
There are ways to lessen the impact of SAD. Some of the coping strategies are regular exercise, especially outdoor walks when the sun is out, supplementing natural light by taking Vitamin D and staying connected with family and friends and getting involved with social group activities.
The many nonprofits on the island can use more volunteers.
Attending the Ocracoke Dolphins basketball games is a great way to be with others and see the students in action. Psychotherapy and possible medication are areas in which professional advice is needed.






Thank you for writing this heartfelt piece about those who have passed away this year. I started my journey to Ocracoke as a young man in 1988 and was captivated by the natural beauty and rhythms of the island, and also by the wonderful accents I encountered with long time Ocracokers. I felt transported back in time first listening to Elizabeth Parsons in her shop telling as as I was leaving
“Come again if you will”
I know there has been this and that study on which part of 17th century England these accents originated from, but hearing them is as close a thing to living history as we can get. I was speaking with another longtime resident telling him about my heartbreak over a young love that had left me in my 20’s….he thought for a moment and then said…”she was young as a blade of grass but as old as the seas”
The collective kindness and wisdom on the island has been part of my life for nearly 37 years now and I am glad to say that I have owned property on Ocracoke for the past 18 years.
It is always good to be in Community with others, especially as those dark December days begin to descend. The holidays can also be a reflective and sad time for those who have recently lost loved ones, so important to visit, include them in activities and surround them with care.
My blessings and most sincere holiday wishes to all, Jon Fink
Our family, friends, shipmates, and others, who have passed from this life to cross the bar, have left their “Earth Suits” behind, but the Spirits that animated each of them, and made them the individuals that they still are, which Spirits we enjoyed, live on, somehow.
I find addressing each of them personally in prayer, and asking God to assuage the grief of the bereavement (Lincoln’s words) of all those who love and miss them – including myself – to be very helpful. I have a list, and it is pretty much a daily exercise in healing.
Stewart G. Young
>, USMC (PTSD), MD (PTSD)
I have lived about one year on Ocracoke, one week at a time, since 1984.
God bless Us Every One. 🎄❤️
Thank you for this very moving piece. As a favorite old hymn says, “Blest be the tie that binds.”
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