There was a time in her life that she cut a swarth through the water, carrying what ever goods were needed to what ever port it was going to so someone could enjoy the benefits of the cargo. Perhaps to some who saw her she was beautiful and sleek as she went about her business on the H2O highway, to others she warranted nary a glance or thought. She had a life, lived it confined to her duties and her element and lived it so. But time & tide await not and over the span of her life things happened. Perhaps it was a boiler leak that made her slow down even thought fixed, maybe it was at times hitting the dock just that much to hard that loosened her plates and joints, it could have been some careless human who maybe for got to fill certain oil cups that ran dry and created issues, perhaps it was just the years of trundling back and forth over the waterways that brought her to her final demise. She arrived at the scrappers dock, under tow, tied off and left for a while. At some point humans came aboard opened paint cans and tossed the paint all over the beautiful oaken panels, desks, chairs, tables etc, tossed a match and let it burn for perhaps a day or so, burn so the could not waste time taking the wood out and just get at the steel. When the fires were done there work, they cleared the wooden remains out and proceed to cut. Sizable sections would be cut and placed on trucks and hauled off to the mills to be melted down for what ever use. Ferrous & nonferrous metals would be sorted and sold to whom ever used them for what ever purpose The cutting would go on for days bit by bite rendering the once proud beauty to a tangled mess of broken & cut steel soon to be made unrecognizable as the torches exacted their terrible toll. And who would mourn her, if anyone?, who would know of her feats, her adventures, her passions and sorrows, of say how at one time in her life she could lift her skirts and prance with the best of them in her daily duties, her sleek lines slicing through the waters on her daily duties to bring to us the items in our life that we need & require. So thus it ends in some murky tide water.....thanks for the peek