Mountain music in his soul,

Skill in his hand,

He swam deep in the ocean,

Painted its beauty from land.

 

King of boggles and crosswords,

Western Electric retiree,

He worked mathematical puzzles,

Had no college degree.

 

Loved to argue opinions,

Had his share of life’s hurts,

He smoked Camel cigars

In his red flannel shirts.

 

Our shared bread and butter

Was Big Red and Root Beer.

We rocked in his hammock

And fished off his pier.