Dear Mr. Keillor: Very much 'like' your re-performance of the Missouri Waltz; loved the movie, "A Prairie Home Companion" w/Lily Tomlin, Meryl Street; re: Missouri Waltz: HST (Harry Truman: "The Buck Stops Here") HATED it! <g> Jus' sayin' - Karen Hanegan
Here's your ticket through the pearly gates when our own time of passing comes, and some one caring reaches out to help us to the commode while we sing, "How Great Thou Art."
I was moved by your closing lines below in today's "Post to the Host."
"When my friend Bill Hinkley was dying at the VA Hospital in Minneapolis, he asked me to help him to the toilet — he could barely walk — and I helped him up and he asked me to sing “Abide With Me” and I did, holding him in my arms, he singing with me, heading for the head, “When other helpers fail and comforts flee, Help of the helpless O abide with me,” and that scene is permanently framed in my mind. I’m glad you remember the waltz. GK"
We're gladdened that your own mind is still framing thoughts, your lyrics still sung, and the waltz still whirling its 1-2-3.. When the time comes, may we find someone like you. And you, as well.
Minnesota so refreshed my mind. Thank you, Mulford Q. Sibley. Scales fell from my eyes after I enrolled for your class at the U in 1961. I had just arrived from the backwoods primitivism of Gov. Faubus Arkansas. I remember that at the first class session you mentioned a reason for your red tie. You were a socialist. I don't remember any groans or hisses from the class; other class members likely knew already. Also, thank you for the A. I worked hard and learned much.
So, Garry old boy, I woke up this morning with a…. Limerick in mind. I think/ hope you’ll enjoy it. I call it a “Tenner.” If it isn’t one of the best you’ve encountered in a while, and a true lift to your spirits and cardiovascular system, then I guess I’d be inclined to suspect the election WAS rigged…
Tenner
There was a pro juggler from Limerick
who developed a ballistic gym trick:
Eight big balls in the air
he’d suspend, plus the pair
he left loose and aloft in his him-rick.
Good day, good cheer and good health to you, old friend.
As you lay recovering at Mayo, I wrote a brief tongue-in-cheek (but admittedly somewhat snarky) note intreating you to recover in full, because my wife and I had planned a full weekend around flying from our home in Tucson to WDC for the primary purpose of catching your show. We have seats right in the center of the third row.
Alas, my dear spouse has been summoned unexpectedly for critical knee surgery on October 18, so our plans to see you (and my favorite poet, Billy Collins) have been scuttled. I only briefly considered flying out alone, but thought that would put the lie to the whole “in sickness and in health” thing, and after 49 years of marriage I didn’t want to risk not making it to 50, either due to divorce or my own untimely demise.
As the star of the show, I’m sure you have all the tickets you need to give to friends, but if you can use two tickets in the third row, I’ll be happy to send them along.
Our post. s to you aren't always great but these hit on all cylinders, Be well The candle is still in the window. Skip
Dear Mr. Keillor: Very much 'like' your re-performance of the Missouri Waltz; loved the movie, "A Prairie Home Companion" w/Lily Tomlin, Meryl Street; re: Missouri Waltz: HST (Harry Truman: "The Buck Stops Here") HATED it! <g> Jus' sayin' - Karen Hanegan
Here's your ticket through the pearly gates when our own time of passing comes, and some one caring reaches out to help us to the commode while we sing, "How Great Thou Art."
I was moved by your closing lines below in today's "Post to the Host."
"When my friend Bill Hinkley was dying at the VA Hospital in Minneapolis, he asked me to help him to the toilet — he could barely walk — and I helped him up and he asked me to sing “Abide With Me” and I did, holding him in my arms, he singing with me, heading for the head, “When other helpers fail and comforts flee, Help of the helpless O abide with me,” and that scene is permanently framed in my mind. I’m glad you remember the waltz. GK"
We're gladdened that your own mind is still framing thoughts, your lyrics still sung, and the waltz still whirling its 1-2-3.. When the time comes, may we find someone like you. And you, as well.
Minnesota so refreshed my mind. Thank you, Mulford Q. Sibley. Scales fell from my eyes after I enrolled for your class at the U in 1961. I had just arrived from the backwoods primitivism of Gov. Faubus Arkansas. I remember that at the first class session you mentioned a reason for your red tie. You were a socialist. I don't remember any groans or hisses from the class; other class members likely knew already. Also, thank you for the A. I worked hard and learned much.
So, Garry old boy, I woke up this morning with a…. Limerick in mind. I think/ hope you’ll enjoy it. I call it a “Tenner.” If it isn’t one of the best you’ve encountered in a while, and a true lift to your spirits and cardiovascular system, then I guess I’d be inclined to suspect the election WAS rigged…
Tenner
There was a pro juggler from Limerick
who developed a ballistic gym trick:
Eight big balls in the air
he’d suspend, plus the pair
he left loose and aloft in his him-rick.
Good day, good cheer and good health to you, old friend.
Dave Jones
Chicago
Dear Garrison,
As you lay recovering at Mayo, I wrote a brief tongue-in-cheek (but admittedly somewhat snarky) note intreating you to recover in full, because my wife and I had planned a full weekend around flying from our home in Tucson to WDC for the primary purpose of catching your show. We have seats right in the center of the third row.
Alas, my dear spouse has been summoned unexpectedly for critical knee surgery on October 18, so our plans to see you (and my favorite poet, Billy Collins) have been scuttled. I only briefly considered flying out alone, but thought that would put the lie to the whole “in sickness and in health” thing, and after 49 years of marriage I didn’t want to risk not making it to 50, either due to divorce or my own untimely demise.
As the star of the show, I’m sure you have all the tickets you need to give to friends, but if you can use two tickets in the third row, I’ll be happy to send them along.
Regards from sunny Tucson,
Tom Peterson