Friday, May 21, 2010

For Camp Howdy, Bless Yer Hearts

May you be warm and dry.
May you never lack from thirst or nourishment.
May your boots be in yer kit.
And your mitts be there, too.

May your tents all be upstream,
And your canopies stand with four walls.
With heaters and good friends.
Standing with you tall.

May your eyes and hearts all shine.
Like the beer tent and the main stage do.
And may all yer thoughts and longings.
Think about us, too.

-LRoo '10

We miss yas, all of yas. A lot. That's from me, and mine. She misses ya, too.
So this one's for all my friends, we sointantly miss all y'all, we do.
We'll see ya in the Fall, come hell or worse . . ;-)
A Lill Timmy O'B Doncha Know . . . . till then.


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Gotta love the Chieftans, and Timmy.

Some of my favorite stuff.

Got to go backstage and hang out with them, Nancy Grifith, and of all people, Roger Daltrey, during their tour at Universal Ampitheatre. My buddy Dave Dennis convinced the guy at the door he was with some Irish newspaper to get in.

Meanwhile I walked in with the kitchen staff lookin' like I belonged.

Oh to be young and fearless.

http://www.thechieftains.com/discography/disc_irishevening.asp

What? No Spring?
 
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