For many years, my father-in-law, Bob White, hosted a Memorial Day flag raising ceremony in his front yard. It was a big neighborhood event – especially when my wife, Katie, was young. Kids decorated their bikes for the block-long parade, Dick Weigel played Taps from behind the big pine tree, and Bob gave a combination Bob Hope stand-up routine/ode … Continue reading
Posted in May 2011 …
A Poem for Gert
Nine is the number for me When I say it, it gives me such glee! It starts with an “N” And ends with and “E” And it’s three times as fun as a three My order of birth is a nine Which explains this fixation of mine Celia is eight Which is one short of great … Continue reading