Robert L. Hinshaw Poet Rhyme

How I Welcomed the New Year 2020

I was nursing a Metamusel Cocktail to keep me on the go,

When I fell asleep in my Lazy-Boy 'round nine o'clock or so.

'Round midnight my clock chimes 'wakened me with a start,

And stumbling over the cat in the dark, to the bathroom I did dart!

(Like all of us old guys, 'twas essential that I take a leak!)

**Then I scurried to a window to watch the fireworks atop Pikes Peak.

Then to bed where Jeff the cat snuggled up snoring in my ear.

Now ain't that a wonderful way to begin another year!

**Way back in 1922, five guys calling themselves the "Frozen Five"
considered most New Years Eve celebrations to be boring and decided
to scale 14000 foot Pikes Peak to have a little fun. (I suspect that two
old and faithful friends, Jack Daniels and Jim Beam accompanied them
to provide solace and comfort!).  Along the way up the Barr Trail they
picked up a few railroad flares on the Pikes Peak Cogway and when they
reached the top of America's Mountain on New Years Eve they lit those and 
made a fire out of old railroad ties.   This created alarm among the citizens
of Colorado Springs!  This evolved into a tradition to this day by what is now
called The Ad-A-Man Club.  Each year the club ads a new member to the group and they ascend Pikes Peak and set off a beautiful display of fireworks at midnight much to the delight of folks in the city of Colorado Springs and surrounding counties.

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Carolyn Devonshire January 9, 2020 at 1:07 PM Wow, now there's a "fireworks" display I'd like to see, Bob. And thanks for giving us the history of Pike's Peak celebrations. Enjoyed the humor in your poem, and was amazed by the courage of the climbers. Awesome, Bob. A fave. Hugs, Carolyn

Kai Michael Neumann January 3, 2020 at 4:37 AM Happy New Year to Year. Cats are good friends ...Kind wishes, Kai

Gershon Wolf January 1, 2020 at 6:11 PM You must be a frustrated bartender. LOL: Metamusel cocktail!!!.... That's right up there with Ex-Lax-Louie's 've seen mixed. Bob, have a great new year! Best always, Gershon

Lindsay Laurie January 1, 2020 at 4:26 PM G'day Bob … love to read these traditions that go on around the world. I remember when our little town's shops got whitewashed on NYE much to the annoyance of shopkeepers. We had a quiet NYE with 4 grandkids who fell asleep about 9. Pleased to read of you experience - thanks Bob - Lindsay

Ilene Bauer January 1, 2020 at 2:34 PM ha! this is wonderful, bob! you've painted a very vivid picture and i liked your explanation about the fireworks. i used to be able to see the fireworks in central park from between 2 buildings across the street from my house but new construction took away that view. i can still hear them, though. happy new year!

Darlene De Beaulieu January 1, 2020 at 12:25 PM Hello Robert L. Hinshaw, I sleep through The New Year's celebrations. Just too tired Instead I went out for a New Year's Eve dinner to celebrate New Year's Eve. Then came home stayed for awhile then went to sleep. Have a nice day my friend.

Jan Allison January 1, 2020 at 11:58 AM Your poem made me smile Bob and thanks for the poets notes ...what a wonderful tradition, may it continue for many years to come:-) happy new year:-) hugs Jan xx