Bruce Ian Gould

of Great Neck on August 14 at age 82.

Beloved husband of Jean, loving father of Lynda (Steven), Wendy (Dennis) and William (Susie), cherished “Poppy” to Josh (Danielle), Max (Jack), Jake and Maddie, loving great-grandfather of Michael and Zoe and lifelong sports fan of the New York Rangers, New York Giants and more recently, Duke Blue Devils.

He was a uniquely special man who truly touched the lives of everyone he knew. Our hearts are broken, the feeling of loss unimaginable, but we will carry with us the immense gratitude for all he gave and did for us.

"SOME TIME AT EVE"

by Elizabeth Clark Hardy

Some time at eve, when the tide is low,

I shall slip my mooring and sail away.

With no response to the friendly hail

Of kindred craft in the busy bay.

In the silent hush of the twilight pale,

When the night stoops down to embrace the day,

And the voices call in the water's flow--

Some time in eve, when the tide is low,

I shall slip my mooring and sail away.

A few who have watched me sail away

Will miss my craft from the busy bay,

Some friendly barks that were anchored near,

Some loving souls that my heart held dear,

In silent sorrow will drop a tear--

But I shall have peacefully furled my sail

In moorings sheltered from storm or gale,

And greeted the friends who have sailed before

O'er the Unknown Sea to the Unseen Shore.