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Finally, I Dunn Did a Darn Good Job"...

My own world rocked, My heart so rattled,, My brain so shocked, My ego so embattled I left my wife, When her heart was exposed By her unfaithful ways, The end of my married days... Back to my parents home... Within six weeks My dear mother, she seeks To leave this world of pain, My father and I, hearts torn apart to die Felt the world's weight crushing us I knew my dad, So long married glad Would not survive this hurt So I hatched a plan, Clever as I thought I am To keep us both alive I created the "Military Club" Hardly realizing that it would be the hub, Of more than I could hope World War II veterans My father and two uncles were And I was a military buff So we established this group Hoping our lives to recoup And it succeeded beyond my wildest dreams, Funny, is turned out to be, Every bit as important as well, to me Well I declared my father "The Colonel" A title he held for the last 12 years of his life, All the family members addressed him by this name My Uncles, I designated Majors, They were Artie and Bob I was a lowly Lieutenant, To serve them was my job... Once every 2 weeks we gathered To shoot pool, play cards, And then to eat Our locations varied on a schedule that was easy enough to meet Now this became the life essence, For these geriatric warriors of old, And to me as well, though unexpected, I had somehow struck a vein of gold My car was the "Stafff Car" I drove them to pool, And to have some beer at the bar, Didn't matter who's turn the house was that week, We always had the great fun That we did seek, Rosie's idea of 1993 was to make "The Colonel" a memorial wall plaque, Dedicated to his bravery in the face of pool hustlers, Taproom attendants, and card sharks, and much, much more I had never before seen his eyes light up so proud, This old man that I so adore Well, even Generals succumb to cancer And sadly that was his fate But I'm so proud to have enriched all of our last years, together, My buddy, my military dad, my father, and my life's sailing mate.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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