Ben, I read the Blog and commend you for writing such a wonderful story and expressing it in a most inspiring and beautiful form. I have such fond memories of playing card games with your father when I was young that I decided to write a poem about it this morning. It is a family poem but I think those who read it will enjoy it on the Blog, as it expresses a real light-hearted frivolity that none others had ever experienced. I hope I will be able to read it at the service as well. It is in Iambic Pentameter style which I have always written all my poems. Chris has probably already printed out the program, but I will ask permission to say a few words.
Cousin Doris Frank-Liu
Here is the poem:
FOND MEMORIES OF UNCLE PARKER
By Doris Frank-Liu
When my sister Ellen and I visited Uncle Parker back then
He was teaching at the Army Language School in Monterey to men
I remember Salinas was cool and foggy and Alan was three
Nighttimes Uncle Parker taught and played fun card games with Ellen and me
There was a real easy game to teach others to play called "The Nose Game"
Uncle Parker told us that the way we were playing was rather tame
Since he recalled that some got so excited they'd punch their nose to bleed
We laughed so hard because he would act it out as he noticed the need
And to this day whenever I teach that simple card game to my friends
They all ask, "Where in the world did you learn this fun game that beats all trends?"
And then I smile and proudly say that it was Uncle Parker who did
Prompting me to act out the players he told of when I was a kid.