Zak’s untimely death slaps us
all into realizing that we are all on a
path to the next life.
I have never met a person that sparked the enjoyment of life, more than
Even when times were tough and he HURT – he was exceptional!
And he shared –
He had compassion,
And he loved adventure,
He was my friend!
He cared about his fellow man – and when time were bad and the going
rough he always carried that spark in his smile and his words of
encouragement that help all those around him.
If the world had more individuals like Zak it would be a much better
place to live. We who have known Zak, we who have struggled with him,
laughed with him and shared the hard times and good times are
profoundly saddened at his loss. We send all our best wished to his
Wife, Robin and his Father, David and Sister, Becka, and all of his
family members. .
He was family to so many -
And a sincere friend to so many others.
He can -
Never be –
On the morning of November 24, 2005 Underwater Admiralty Services lost
one of its own. Zak Jones, a member of the Board of Advisors, fellow
adventurer and good friend, died during a deep technical dive. At this
point in time we are uncertain as to the facts and cause, but Zak is
gone. It is a reminder to us all that our time in this life is limited
and none of us know when we will be called away. We need to live our
lives to the fullest and best possible purpose while we are here. That
is something that Zak taught us all by his outstanding example. I know
very few people who lived their life with an enthusiasm and brilliance
that made the most of living. This enthusiasm positively touched and
motivated all those who he came in contact with and called friend.
We are all stunned and deeply affected by his passing. I cannot even
begin to imagine the sorrow and loss that his wife Robyn, father,
David, and the rest of his family are feeling at this time. As part of
the UAS family, we offer them our heartfelt sympathy and condolences
and will do whatever we can to help.
I wish that I possessed the wisdom and ability to be able to say the
proper words to help sooth the grief and make sense of this loss. But
there are no words to adequately express our emotions and futile
desires to correct this terrible event. In 1889 Alfred Lord Tennyson
wrote “Crossing the Bar” to try to describe passage from this life:
Sunset and evening star
and one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
when I put out to sea.
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep,
turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
and after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
when I embark.
For though from out our limit of time and place
the flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
when I have crost the bar.
Zak, my friend, our friend, we will miss you deeply. I smile when I
think of you and though I’m smiling through the tears, I’m still
smiling because you are an example for all of us in loving life and
living with joy, motivation and enthusiasm. We will not see your likes
again, but we have learned from you and we are all the richer for
having known you and called you friend. You have gone onto the next
adventure. When we next meet we look forward to see your smile as you
tell us where to get the best latte, which pub has the best microbrews
and, of course, show us the best dive sites.
Until then Zak, Godspeed.
President, Board of Directors
Underwater Admiralty Services, Inc