No Better Friend, No Worse Enemy... RIP Waveoff... Save Me A Seat, Shipmate... Below is something Bob wrote on my video I made when my father died. Thanks for everything, Bob... Thanks for everything... 

PICTURES ON THE WALL
COPYRIGHT BOB LOCKETT SEPTEMBER, 2004

They’re all that I’ve ever really wanted I suppose
Just those simple family pictures hanging on the wall

The silent retelling of two souls marvelous story
On that one time journey along life’s unsure path

In youth’s springtime we met, barely more than kids
All these years together and finally back to kids again

Scenes from a growing family’s happy gatherings
Fond memories that softened our lifes many pains

Through the summer of all those wondrous years
Warm smiles depicting the gentle passing of our days

Rich are the memories of all those vibrant colors
Even as the paper images begin to pale with time

In those pictures we are for all time eternally young
As autumn days from us now surely slip silently by

Framed moments protected from time’s cruel deceit
Even long after a loved ones footsteps echo away

Lovingly warming the final days of our life’s winter
Those preserved past memories will always remain

Until all of life’s hard won trophies are left behind
Uncaring to the treasures that may have been claimed

The times of our lives that live a day beyond forever
Bringing back those almost forgotten glory days

For in the end, all there is to wistfully hold onto so dear
Are those old faded pictures silently hanging on the wall.