Jackson & Perkins Veterans Honor Rose

High Steppin’ John

When High Steppin’ John went home today

We old friends solemnly gathered to pray

And remember the times we’d spent together

In many different places, and in all kinds of weather

But soon the sadness gave way to smiles

As we recalled the lighthearted miles

Our feet danced over as the years eased by:

There really was no need to cry.

For High Steppin’ John wasn’t called that by chance

His time on earth held joy and romance;

His easy nature transcended the mundane

Which is how he came to be tagged with that name.

He could out-drink any man, and out-work him, too

And he’d sing you a little song when things got blue,

For mopin’ and bitchin’ weren’t part of his game

And the people he befriended soon felt the same.

Yep, High Steppin’ John went home today

With many a warm thought to bless his way

Though the light, just now, may seem a tad dim,

It shone brighter for years because of him.

So ladies and gents, good friends gathered here,

Let’s remember him as he lived, and be of good cheer

We’ve sent him on his way, now step up for a beer

And we'll toast old John with eyes free of tears.

~Ó4/16/2004 Thurman P. Woodfork~

For all the good friends who’ve gone on.