He was only a child when his father died
Drowned in the riverbed on the other side-
The language he spoke was not his own-
Colors and numbers and 'Skipping Stones'-
He went to the bridge by the Grahamsville Creek-
Skipping pebbles and foam like a summers' dream*
4-H Camp was cheap back then...twenty bucks a week plus your canteen-
Folding the flag and Reville-
Mail call where everyone got to see!
Indian names and lean-to bunks...three-sided cabins in the summer's sun*
Kickapoo and Minisink...
and the other side, where the boys set camp!
And checker's and chess, the tournaments!
And fires and cookouts at night, Be blessed...
I can't really say, but "economy sucks"...In the end, it's only "goodbye" an
d "good luck".
So if you wonder from a certain perspective
How people sink into wonton neglect?
You really need to KNOW little lilli- - - - -n...
Before you wrack her brains like a pick-a-ninny...hit.
p.s. oh yeah... right.