Faculty Fishing Trips Now and Then
The turtles all gathered in May of 05
At Greystone on Ottertail Lake,
At least most of the ones that were then still alive
And could get there without too much shake.
Though the weather- plagued fishing was some of the worst
The gathering had a good time
Eating chicken and singing old songs unrehearsed
And recounting the old days sublime:
Days when Horton and Cliff Hermes led us along
On a squeeze box none other could play
With the same wondrous rhythm he used for each song
As the troop let their harmonies sway.
And Dell Sanders would be there a clacking his spoons
And Ballweber wearing his grin
While old Lathan West brought a tear to our breast
As he tinkled his old mandolin.
And the guy on the fiddle let fly with his noise,
Funky music to scream-loving ears,
While the basses and tenors sang out like good boys
With the help of a few tear-filled beers.
But somehow O-five’s meeting wasn’t the same
So many old turtles had gone
To that riverside high in the deep with no name
Where they quietly take rest from song
Till the sky’s great Director gives each one his cue
To join in the choir with his part
To swell the great chorus with voices brand new
And melodies sung from the heart–
Nor of bar rooms where losers morn long,
But of God’s great reunion where everyone’s glad
To join in a Heavenly song.
Where the lost ones of earth can be home
And all who receive Him can share in His grace
And the Paradise we will all roam.
So sing out all you turtles,
New members and old
And rejoice in the great bottom line,
For all that have passed will return to the fold
Then we’ll sing with Goroski, and Ed Werre too
Miller, Anderson, Sperling and Kjer
Swede, Neal, and Mike Johnson will serve Bob Deitz food
To Moeller and Robertson there
And Brophy and Wittie and Whitman and Vial
And Larson and Shuette and Szczur
Will drink to Bob Peterson’s toothy new smile;
Nordgaard, Aldrich and Hilgers confer.
And of course we’ll see Brushwein in Sperling’s huge barge
And Jewett and Jim Jacobson,
Who with Wade and Don King will do R. Jensen’s thing
While Bob Poss mustards up a fresh bun.
And Bob Egge will booze there, and wild Errol E.
Will look tall in his massive foam hat,
And Engen and Tobin will sport merrily
With Hegal, Moen, Henry and Mowers and Spraat
Ther’ll be Stockert and Torgeson, D. Morrison
‘Sickle”, Ostby, and Hal Miller too.
And Blain Helgeson will bring Merbach and come
In Gene Pinkney’s old “shit creek” canoe.
He’ll be out there with Swanson a paddling hard
To get back for the great sing along
And a chance re-sing some old CTB thing
With the rest of the great turtle throng.
So all you fond turtles, keep all your hopes high,
There’s a great fishing trip planned some day
On the shores of Lake Eden way up in the sky
Just ask Jesus to show you the way.