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Letty my love you do indeed have my permission with a caveat attached. While wikipedia is one of my primary "go to " sites I regard it as a work in progress. For biographies I check it first and find very often when checking another before posting I find there's either more information or it's organized more coherently. As always a hug and kiss is included (love those clinches).

Ah, There's the Bob that we have come to know and love. Kiss back, Boston.

You know, Bob. I find your sight to be 20-20, but seriously, the information found there is succinct and speaks so much. I'm a precis person. It's much harder to do, no?

Poor Boy

(Vera Matson - Elvis Presley)


They call me poor boy, poor boy, poor boy
But I ain't lonesome and I ain't blue
'Cause I could never be a poor boy
As long as I've got a dolly like you

Ain't got a crust, ain't got a cent
Can't buy a jug, can't pay the rent
I got a heartfull of dreams
And a lot of memories
And that's enough for me

Can't buy a house, can't buy a lot
Ain't got a bean, I ain't got a pot
But what I got is a heartfull of
Love and memories
And that's enough for me

Don't have a pig, don't have a cow
I don't have a horse to pull a plow
But what I got is a heartfull of
Love and memories
And that's enough for me

Ah, yes, edgar. A poor boy is just as good as a rich one when we are in the dark.

Speaking of which, it is quite dark here and very quiet.

Ahhhhhh. My time of night.

Were I not so laid back, I would play "In the Still of the Night." or "Autumn Nocturne."

Oh, Lonesome Me Lyrics - Young Neil


Everybody's going out and having fun
I'm a fool for staying home and having none.
I can't get over how she set me free.
Oh, lonesome me.

There must be some way that I can lose these lonesome blues
Forget about my past and find someone new
I've thought of everything from A to Z
Oh, lonesome me.

I'll bet she's not like me.
She's out and fancy free,
Flirting with the boys with all her charms
But I still love her so,
And brother don't you know
I'd welcome her right back here in my arms

Bob, anytime I see the word, "lonesome", I think of Hank Williams, but tonight this seems to be me:

For all those times you stood by me
For all the truth that you made me see
For all the joy you brought to my life
For all the wrong that you made right
For every dream you made come true
For all the love I found in you
I'll be forever thankful baby
You're the one who held me up
Never let me fall
You're the one who saw me through through it all


You were my strength when I was weak
You were my voice when I couldn't speak
You were my eyes when I couldn't see
You saw the best there was in me
Lifted me up when I couldn't reach
You gave me faith 'coz you believed
I'm everything I am
Because you loved me


You gave me wings and made me fly
You touched my hand I could touch the sky
I lost my faith, you gave it back to me
You said no star was out of reach
You stood by me and I stood tall
I had your love I had it all
I'm grateful for each day you gave me
Maybe I don't know that much
But I know this much is true
I was blessed because I was loved by you


You were my strength when I was weak
You were my voice when I couldn't speak
You were my eyes when I couldn't see
You saw the best there was in me
Lifted me up when I couldn't reach
You gave me faith 'coz you believed
I'm everything I am
Because you loved me


You were always there for me
The tender wind that carried me
A light in the dark shining your love into my life
You've been my inspiration
Through the lies you were the truth
My world is a better place because of you


You were my strength when I was weak
You were my voice when I couldn't speak
You were my eyes when I couldn't see
You saw the best there was in me
Lifted me up when I couldn't reach
You gave me faith 'coz you believed
I'm everything I am
Because you loved me


I'm everything I am
Because you loved me

This is a song I've wanted to sing in my karaoke adventures. Most books don't have it so it remains an unfulfilled wish. I don't give up though so will continue to search.

JOSH GROBAN LYRICS

"You Raise Me Up"

When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary;
When troubles come and my heart burdened be;
Then, I am still and wait here in the silence,
Until you come and sit awhile with me.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.

There is no life - no life without its hunger;
Each restless heart beats so imperfectly;
But when you come and I am filled with wonder,
Sometimes, I think I glimpse eternity.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.

You raise me up: To more than I can be.

Bob, that is beautiful, and really made me catch my breath.

We need that right now, folks. Ah, I miss the changing of the leaves, but I can still see them in my mind's forest.

Play something autumn, Mr. dj.

September Morn - Neil Diamond


Stay for just a while
Stay, and let me look at you
It's been so long, I hardly knew you
Standing in the door
Stay with me a while
I only want to talk to you
We've traveled halfway 'round the world
To find ourselves again

September morn
We danced until the night became a brand new day
Two lovers playing scenes from some romantic play
September morning still can make me feel this way

Look at what you've done
Why, you've become a grown-up girl
I still can hear you cryin'
In the corner of your room
And look how far we've come
So far from where we used to be
But not so far that we've forgotten
How it was before

September morn
Do you remember how we danced that night away
Two lovers playing scenes from some romantic play
September morning still can make me feel this way

Autumn Leaves (Les Feuilles Mortes)

* First recorded by Nat King Cole in 1953
* Later recorded by Natalie Cole in the 1991 album, Unforgettable With Love
* English lyrics by Johnny Mercer
* Music by Joseph Kosma

The falling leaves drift by the window --
The autumn leaves of red and gold.
I see your lips, the summer kisses,
The sun-burned hands I used to hold.

Since you went away, the days grow long
And soon I'll hear old winter's song.
But I miss you most of all, my darling,
When autumn leaves start to fall.

Brief Instrumental Interlude

C'est une chanson, qui nous ressemble
Toi tu m'aimais et je t'aimais
Nous vivions tous, les deux ensemble
Toi que m'aimais moi qui t'aimais
Mais la vie sépare ceux qui s'aiment
Tout doucement sans faire de bruit
Et la mer efface sur le sable les pas des amants désunis

But I miss you most of all, my darling,
When autumn leaves start to fall.

Bob, my dear friend, that was so lovely, and I had that song in my mind as I lay back in meditation. Thank you, Boston.

Tico, that is the perfect exit song for Letty and it is just like "....golden birds with broken wings....". It is new to me like so many melodies that you play.

Goodnight, to all of you with a gentle..................

From Letty with love.

The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock

The Silver Cross (Continued)


Chapter 4

Brenda Martin and her husband Jack lived on the Blue Hills Fire Road in the southwest Corner of Glenville. They owned a tiny trailer on a long dirt road that the school bus only went part way down. Their two kids Cherrie and Matt had to walk a quarter mile each morning to the turnaround to catch the bus for school. Brenda would faithfully walk them up and back each morning and at 2:30 sharp meet them each afternoon after school got out. On the weekends she could sleep in till nine and the kids would watch the cartoons on TV and play in the front yard.

Jack was an excellent father and a good provider even though the kids were not his. Brenda remarried when she was twenty six, just out of beauty school. Brenda dreamed of having her own salon but she could not swing it on what Jack made in the Levis jeans factory. It was only a small factory annex and was on the verge of closing due to job outsourcing to China. So Brenda would cut and style hair in her kitchen to make up a few dollars to feed and clothe the kids.

At night after she had tucked the children in to bed she and Jack would snuggle up on the couch and watch reruns of LA Law and talk about that vacation that would probably never come... Jack was her friend... he knew her fears and her desires. They loved each other like none in Glenville. They guarded their love and sheltered the children that Jack treated as his own. Jack had been a drifter and breezed into Glenville three years back. He met Brenda at the shopping mart and asked her if he could help her with her groceries because she at the time had two young babies to carry around... It was your typical love at first sight. He moved in one week later after meeting her and they have been inseparable ever since.

Brenda's first husband Stanley had been killed in an electrical storm that had tornado winds. He had been a lineman for LG&E utilities based out of Lexington. He had been trying to rewire a blown transformer on a telephone pole when the power surged and burnt him to a crisp. The insurance policy nearly paid for the funeral and paid off the final land payments for the trailer and the five acre plot of land that Brenda now owned outright.

Things happened so fast and Brenda being alone and with two children welcomed Jack into her life. Jack was all she could ask for in a man. He was kind and treated her and the children with respect. Respect, something that comes rare to most men in Glenville... Brenda would still cry sometimes in her own solitude when she would think of Stanley burnt and melted to that power transformer. She remembered the charred smell of Stanley on the few remaining articles that the police gave her in the little tin box. You never forget the smell of burnt human flesh.

Brenda would visit his grave with her two children sometimes while Jack was at work. Both Sherry and Matt were too young to remember Stanley. Brenda had hidden the pictures of their father in her cedar hope chest and thought that one day when the children were old enough that she would tell them about him. She could not bring herself to tell them now. It would only hurt Jack and make the children sad.

Brenda had several clients that would stop by for a perm, dye or a cut. She had not rightfully gotten a permit to do hair. She figured it was only a matter of time before she would botch up someone's hair and they would sue her for everything she owned. Yet she kept her fingers crossed and so far she was rather popular in town for her talents. She would wash their hair in her kitchen sink and the ladies and some men would gossip on about who was doing what to whom and when... Brenda did not pay the gossip any mind it just came along with the territory. It would go in one ear and out the other. Every once in a while something would spark her attention and Brenda would go on about it but other than that Brenda did not pay much any mind. She would just keep curling and snipping and they would tip her well for her patience and what seemed like her loyalty...

Over the last three years Brenda had heard so many rumors that she was a walking front page. She knew about things before most people even thought of doing them. She was considered the easiest person to talk to and the most dangerous person if she was ever crossed by the wrong person. Yet Brenda just kept on dumping bleach on people heads and hoping their hair would not come out orange, green or some deep shade of purple... She used store bought chemicals and bought her scissors and comb/brush set off of a television add for nineteen ninety-nine.

Author: Eric Pedersen (Rexred)
Copyright 2005

To be continued here on WA2K

http://rexred.com/thesilvercross.html

i hope dj won't mind a little levity at T.S. Eliot's expense after all the high-minded pieces.

"'I grow old... I grow old... I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.' What does that mean, Mr. Marlowe?"

"Not a bloody thing. It just sounds good."

He smiled. "That is from The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock. Here's another one. 'In the room the women come and go/Talking of Michael Angelo.' Does that suggest anything to you, sir?"

"Yeah -- it suggests to me that the guy didn't know very much about women."

"My sentiments exactly, sir. Nonetheless I admire T. S. Eliot very much."

"Did you say, 'nonetheless'?"

- The Long Goodbye by Raymond Chandler

Longfellow Serenade
Written by: Neil Diamond

Longfellow serenade
Such were the plans I'd made
For she was a lady
And I was a dreamer
With only words to trade

You know that I was born for a night like this
Warmed by a stolen kiss
For I was lonely
And she was lonely

Ride, come on baby, ride
Let me make your dreams come true
I'll sing my song
let me sing my song
Let me make it warm for you

I'll weave this web of rhyme
Upon this summer night
We'll leave this worldly time
On his winged flight

Then come, and as we lay
Beside this sleepy glade
There I'll sing to you
My Longfellow serenade

Longfellow Serenade
Such were the plans I made
But she was a lady
As deep as the river
And through the night, we stayed

And in my way, I loved her as none before
Loved her with words and more
For she was lonely
And I was lonely

Ride, come on baby, ride
Let me make your dreams come true
I'll sing my song
Let me sing my song
Let me make it warm for you

I'll weave this web of rhyme
Upon this summer night
We'll leave this worldly time
On his winged flight

Then come, and as we lay
Beside this sleepy glade
There I'll sing to you
My Longfellow serenade

I liked that poem of J Alfred Prufrock.
Seems like a major effort, poetic.
Thank you.

Feed My Frankenstein (Alice Cooper)



Well, I ain't evil, I'm just good lookin'
Start a little fire, and baby start cookin'
I'm a hungry man
But I don't want pizza
I'll blow down your house
And then I'm gonna eat ya

Bring you to a simmer
Right on time
Run my greasy fingers
Up your greasy spine

Chorus
Feed my frankenstein
Meet my libido
He's a psycho
Feed my frankenstein
Hungry for love
And it's feeding time

You udon't want to talk
So baby shut up
And let me drink the wine from your fur tea cup
Velcro candy, sticky sweet
Make my tattoos melt in the heat
Well, I ain't no veggie
Like my flesh on the bone
Alive and lickin' on your ice cream cone

Chorus


[Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley was born August 30, 1797. Her first and best-known novel, Frankenstein, gave our languages the word Frankenstein.]

Hey Walter, were you singing that song in the shower this morning? :wink:

Yes, Frankenstein's monster (although it is not meant to be a monster, in the novel) is known in this country at least, as "Frankenstein" to most people. The name has transferred.

Lesson In Political Science

DEMOCRATIC


You have two cows.
Your neighbor has none.
You feel guilty for being successful.
Barbara Streisand sings for you.

REPUBLICANISM


You have two cows.
Your neighbor has none.
So?

SOCIALIST


You have two cows.
The government takes one and gives it to your neighbor.
You form a cooperative to tell him how to manage his cow.

COMMUNIST


You have two cows.
The government seizes both and provides you with milk.
You wait in line for hours to get it.
It is expensive and sour.

CAPITALISM, AMERICAN STYLE


You have two cows.
You sell one, buy a bull, and build a herd of cows.

BUREAUCRACY, AMERICAN STYLE


You have two cows.
Under the new farm program the government pays you to shoot one, milk the other, and then pours the milk down the drain.

AMERICAN CORPORATION


You have two cows.
You sell one, lease it back to yourself and do an IPO on the 2nd one.
You force the two cows to produce the milk of four cows. You are surprised when one cow drops dead. You spin an announcement to the analysts stating you have downsized and are reducing expenses.
Your stock goes up.

FRENCH CORPORATION


You have two cows.
You go on strike because you want three cows.
You go to lunch and drink wine.
Life is good.

JAPANESE CORPORATION


You have two cows.
You redesign them so they are one-tenth the size of an ordinary cow and produce twenty times the milk.
They learn to travel on unbelievably crowded trains.
Most are at the top of their class at cow school.

GERMAN CORPORATION


You have two cows.
You engineer them so they are all blond, drink lots of beer, give excellent quality milk, and run a hundred miles an hour.
Unfortunately they also demand 13 weeks of vacation per year.

ITALIAN CORPORATION


You have two cows but you don't know where they are.
While ambling around, you see a beautiful woman.
You break for lunch.
Life is good.

RUSSIAN CORPORATION


You have two cows.
You have some vodka.
You count them and learn you have five cows.
You have some more vodka.
You count them again and learn you have 42 cows.
The Mafia shows up and takes over however many cows you really have.

TALIBAN CORPORATION


You have all the cows in Afghanistan, which are two.
You don't milk them because you cannot touch any creature's private parts.
You get a $40 million grant from the US government to find alternatives to milk production but use the money to buy weapons.

IRAQI CORPORATION


You have two cows.
They go into hiding.
They send radio tapes of their mooing.

POLISH CORPORATION


You have two bulls.
Employees are regularly maimed and killed attempting to milk them.

BELGIAN CORPORATION


You have one cow.
The cow is schizophrenic.
Sometimes the cow thinks he's French, other times he's Flemish.
The Flemish cow won't share with the French cow.
The French cow wants control of the Flemish cow's milk.
The cow asks permission to be cut in half.
The cow dies happy.

FLORIDA CORPORATION


You have a black cow and a brown cow.
Everyone votes for the best looking one.
Some of the people who actually like the brown one best accidentally vote for the black one.
Some people vote for both.
Some people vote for neither.
Some people can't figure o ut how to vote at all.
Finally, a bunch of guys from out-of-state tell you which one you think is the best-looking cow.

CALIFORNIA CORPORATION


You have millions of cows.
They make real California cheese.
Only five speak English.
Most are illegals.
Arnold likes the ones with the big udders.

At least 50 reported dead from Hurricane Katrina

By Mark Wallheiser

BILOXI, Mississippi (Reuters) - At least 50 people were reported dead in Mississippi while Louisiana officials scrambled on Tuesday to rescue hundreds stranded by high waters after Hurricane Katrina cut a deadly swath through the U.S. Gulf coast.

The killer storm inflicted widespread, catastrophic damage along the coast as it slammed into Louisiana on Monday with 140 mile per hour (224 kph) winds, then swept across Mississippi, Alabama and western Florida.

Throughout the region, shattered buildings sat among flooded streets and fields, broken boats and cars lay strewn about the landscape and debris and toppled trees were everywhere.

Officials told Mississippi newspapers at least 50 people were known dead in that state.

Harrison County Emergency Management spokesman Jim Pollard told the Jackson, Miss., Clarion Ledger that 30 of them died at a Biloxi apartment complex where they were drowned or crushed by debris.

Most of the deaths appear to have been caused by a massive storm surge that swept in from the sea and as far as a mile

inland in parts of Mississippi.

Others died, officials said, from falling trees and weather-related car wrecks.

"The state has suffered a grievous blow on the coast," Mississippi Gov. Haley Barbour said.

In many areas, rescuers struggled to reach potential victims because of high water or mountains of debris. In New Orleans, police said many people escaped rising water by climbing into their attics or up on their roofs.

Police said they were using boats to go into flood stricken areas to get those trapped in their homes. Some were plucked from roofs by helicopter.

People used axes and in at least one case a shot gun to blast holes in roofs so they could escape their attics. Many who had not yet been rescued could be heard screaming for help, they said.

"This is a horror story. I'd rather be reading it somewhere else than living it," said Aaron Broussard, president of Jefferson Parish, which includes parts of the New Orleans area and goes south to Grand Isle on the coast.

He said that because of the devastation there, residents would not be allowed back to their homes until Monday, and then only long enough to pick up essential items.

LEVEES NOT DRY

As Katrina roared through the gulf it was feared that New Orleans, most of which lies below sea level and is protected by levees, would be devastated by floods.

But the storm veered east at the last moment, striking the outlying parishes hard and damaging, but not devastating, the city's historic center.

Katrina's winds shattered high-rise windows, littered the streets of the historic French Quarter with debris and tore through the roof of the Superdome football stadium, where 10,000 people had taken shelter.

There was only minor flooding in the city center as Katrina passed by, but there were new concerns on Tuesday about high waters.

Tulane University Medical Center vice president Karen Troyer-Caraway told CNN that waters were rising in downtown New Orleans because a nearby levee holding back Lake Pontchartrain had suffered a two-block long breach.

"We are now completely surrounded by six feet of water and we're getting ready to get on the phone with FEMA (Federal Emergency Managament Agency) to start talking about evacuation plans," she said. The hospital has over 1,000 patients.

"The water is rising so fast I cannot begin to describe how quickly it's rising," she said. "We have whitecaps on Canal Street, the water is moving so fast."

Katrina knocked out electricity to about 1.3 million people, in Louisiana, Mississippi, Alabama and Florida, utility companies said.

On its way to the coast, the storm swept through oil and gas fields in the Gulf of Mexico where 20 percent of the nation's energy is produced.

At least two drilling rigs were knocked adrift in the gulf and another in Mobile Bay, Alabama, broke free of its mooring and slammed into a bridge.

U.S. oil prices on Monday jumped nearly $5 a barrel in opening trade to peak over $70 before settling back to around $67 on Tuesday.

Risk analysts said the storm could cost insurers up to $26 billion, which would make it the most expensive storm in U.S. history.

By Tuesday morning, Katrin had moved inland to northeastern Mississippi where the
National Hurricane Center in Miami said it was downgraded to a tropical storm with 60 mph (96 kph) winds.