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Waverley_Hills_Hiker Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-29-04 02:27 AM
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Born and Raised in Pineloa... his mama believed in the Pentecost...
More like born and raised in Valley Station, Ketucky,,,

As a Memorial Day memorial day thread or vanity post..this is dedicated to my best friend Robert Badger.

We went to jr high and high schoold together, and also to the University of Kentucky. Robert went on to the American University in DC, became a lawyer, and was the youngest lawyer to litigate for the Dept of Commerce. (at the funeral they had a special commendation from Malcom Baldridge)

Yes, Robert did have a mouth on him...we had some knock-down/drag-out arguments over dinner at our house, or on the road to Deam Lake in Indiana (Robert spent alot of time at our place).

In any case Robert was a real player in my life...I recall arguments with him walking down the Illinois Central line hear our houses about politics and sexuality. Later when I was in college Robert helped me come out.

So, this tune really reminds me of him...especially his SBC religous backround, especially his tragic funeral:


When Daddy told me what happened, I couldn't believe what he just said
Sonny shot himself with a 44 and they found him lyin' on his bed
I could not speak a single word, no tears streamed down my face
I just sat there on the living room couch, staring off into space

Mama and Daddy went over to the house to see what had to be done
they took the sheets off of the bed and they went to call someone

some of us gathered at a friend's house to help each other ease the pain
I just sat alone in a corner chair, I couldn't say much of anything
we drove on out to the country, his friends all stood around
Subiaco Cemetery is where we lay him down

I saw his mama, she was standing there and his sister she was there too
I saw them look at us standing around the grave and not a soul they knew
born and raised in Pineola, his mama believed in the Pentecost
she got the preacher to say some words so his soul wouldn't get lost

some of us, we stood in silence, some bowed our heads and prayed
I think I must've picked up a handful of dust and let it fall over his grave
I think I must've picked up a handful of dust and let it fall over his grave
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