Monday, April 6, 2009
Bob - Sumo - my steadfast friend - I know you thought that nobody know's what it's like to be the bad man, to be the sad man, behind blue eyes. In truth, THIS is your song, and I hope you don't mind that I put down in words, how wonderful life is while you're in the world. But the sunshine of your life is now gone (don't it make my brown eyes blue), and it seems that the world is less wonder-full by your leaving. To those of left on this seemingly empty stage, it feels like these are the worst of times. I do know, though, that you'd want us to remember and revel in the best of times; so I lift the 151, take a swallow, and somehow manage a WOW! Always a gentleman and a scholar, mixed with a bit of Madman Across the Water, I bid you goodnight, sweet prince. I love you, I miss you, and with a brave little smile, I silently sing for you one last Yo Ho, Yo Ho, Yo Ho ....
