11-20-1949 to 11-29-2004
To my dear old friend Brian,
To Bon-Bons and scotch until 3am and missing our flight to Daytona the next morning,
To closing the Boynton and then hopping on our bikes and riding to Laconia,
To you telling me that BMW stands for “But Mine Works” as I was sitting on the side of the road wrenching my old Harley,
To your chili; I’m still trying to put out the fire,
To your automatic apple peeler for your apple pies,
To watching you enchant some sweet barmaid with poetry until well after closing time,
To the time my father scolded us like little kids for staying out until 5am on our bikes,
L’shana Tovah Tikatavu my friend.
We shared some grand and wild adventures and you left me some great memories.
May God rest your soul and give peace to your friends and family.
We will all miss you.
Shalom,
Doug
To Morrow
(A Brian O'Day Favorite)
I started on a journey about a year ago
to a little town called Morrow in the state of Ohio.
I've never been much of a traveler, and I really didn't know
that Morrow was the hardest place I'd ever try to go.
So I went down to the station for my ticket and applied
for tips regarding Morrow not expecting to be guyed.
Said I, "My friend, I'd like to go to Morrow and return
no later than tomorrow for I haven't time to burn."
Said he to me, "Now let me see if I have heard you right.
You'd like to go to Morrow and return tomorrow night.
You should have gone to Morrow yesterday and back today
for the train that goes to Morrow is a mile upon its way.
If you had gone to Morrow yesterday now don't you see,
you could have gone to Morrow and returned today at three
For the train today to Morrow, if the schedule is right,
today it goes to Morrow and returns tomorrow night."
Said I, "My friend, it seems to me you're talking through your hat.
There is a town named Morrow on the line now tell me that."
"There is," said he, "but take from me a quiet little tip.
To go from here to Morrow is a fourteen hour trip.
The train today to Morrow leaves today at eight thirty-five.
At half-past ten tomorrow is the time it should arrive.
So if from here to Morrow is a fourteen hour jump,
can you go today to Morrow and get back today, you chump?"
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