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A smile became your signature;
A patent declaration;
That cautious laugh and lofted brow
Would greet most situations.

Generations; layered tendrils;
A Holmes/McLaughlin stew;
And tossing in a pinch of salt
So we’d know it was you.

Boundless youth at eighty-eight,
Then here came eighty-nine.
A legacy we hoped that you’d
Escape, and not enshrine.

But, halted possibilities
That shadow us instead;
Make having, now, to say “Goodbye”,
Tougher than Ol’ Billy Ned.


William Ned Holmes
November 9, 1918 – January 4, 2008






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