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OLD MAN

call him neighbour friend, teacher Scoutmaster but call him Sir forty years of helping, inventions silent support assist a child build a house fix a leak bandage a pet light a campfire catch a fish take the time for cookies and tea his only enemy: Age receding hairline encroaching forgetfulness the soldier-straightness bent the final bludgeon a disease erodes the mind man-child now generations of this town still call him Sir

Dedicated to the memory of Neil Alexander "Downie" McLennan who died of Alzheimer's disease in June, l982.

This poem originally appeared in Between Beaver and Athapap: a Northern Anthology published by the Flin Flon Writers Guildand also in the book U>City on the Rocks, Lighthouse Publishers (2002)

copyright 2002by G. Walker-Hobbs. This poem may be not reproduced without written permission from the author.

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