{"id":514,"date":"2015-01-05T14:33:06","date_gmt":"2015-01-05T22:33:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.maureeneppstein.com\/mve_journal\/?p=514"},"modified":"2015-01-05T14:33:06","modified_gmt":"2015-01-05T22:33:06","slug":"dolphins-of-yesteryear","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.maureeneppstein.com\/mve_journal\/?p=514","title":{"rendered":"Dolphins of Yesteryear"},"content":{"rendered":"

A 55-year-old news clipping brings back memories<\/strong><\/p>\n

\"Black<\/a>

My old filing cabinet<\/p><\/div>\n

An old black metal filing cabinet sits in my cluttered attic. Stuffed into its four drawers are fifty-five years of my stories, some published, most not. Sooner or later someone will have to dispose of all the dog-eared pages and travel-worn manuscript boxes. In the meantime, I\u2019ve set myself a little project for this blog: go through the files and find pieces of my past that you, my readers, might find interesting.<\/p>\n

Here\u2019s one, to start us off. On January 6, 1960, I was fresh out of college, and this was my first day on the job as a cub reporter at The Press<\/em><\/a>, Christchurch, New Zealand\u2019s morning newspaper.\u00a0 My boss, the city editor, handed me a four-year-old clipping about the death of Opo<\/a>, a bottlenose dolphin who chose to join children at play in the surf at Opononi, a beach settlement \u00a0in the Northland region. The grieving residents had commissioned a statue.\u00a0 \u201cHere, update this story,\u201d he said. \u201cThe sculptor lives in Christchurch. His phone number\u2019s in the book. I\u2019ve heard he\u2019s nearly finished.\u201d<\/p>\n

\"Statue<\/a>

Russell Clark’s statue of Opo and a child<\/p><\/div>\n

I had a pleasant conversation with Russell Clark<\/a>, the sculptor, who was making the sculpture free of charge as his tribute to Opo. It is of Hinuera stone, which is buff colored and coarse in texture. The sculpture was indeed nearly finished, and would be shipped to Opononi the following week. I was so proud when my little story appeared exactly as written, along with a nice photograph, in the next morning\u2019s edition, having survived unscathed the eagle eyes of The Press\u2019<\/em>s copy editors, gruff eminences who ruled from a curved dais in back of the press room.<\/p>\n

I did not meet Opo, but have my own dolphin memory. We were returning from a family vacation on Tuhua, an island offshore from Tauranga. The day was brilliantly sunny, the launch was bouncing through waves, and I had just learned that I\u2019d been awarded a national scholarship to attend university. A school of dolphins surrounded the boat. Leaping joyously through the waves, they escorted us back to land. As I stood at the bow, I felt like a princess.<\/p>\n

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