Tuesday, August 01, 2006
PSD's Birthday Airplane Poem
THE BIRTHDAY JOURNEY (this was in everyone's "goodies bag" for the flight...enjoy!)
It’s said that Time and Space are One,
That all of us are fated
To one day be reborn again,
Continuously mated.
The person who is now your Mom,
May one day be your brother,
And all the lovers that you’ve had
Will somehow know each other!
Now who’s to say if that is so?
And who’s to say what must, in
This life we each are bound to say
We all should put our trust in?
It really takes a leap of Faith.
To say “Yes, I agree here.”
But now if you’ll just look around
This plane, here’s what you’ll see here:
A group of 9 , all Westward-bound,
All traveling together,
Who gamely rose at 4:00 am,
And braved the humid weather,
To come to Newark Airport
(All sleepy like young spaniels),
To show the love they feel for one man:
Namely one Paul Daniels!
Now just who is this man to us,
For whom we all do gather?
Is he “uncle”? Lover? Friend or more?
Quite diffident, he’d rather
We make no fuss at all about his life.
So un-complex!
But we are here because we love him,
Current mate AND ex!
Paul D. has never failed to be
A person to rely on,
He’s generous, warm, both kind and wise,
With shoulders there to cry on.
Oh yes, of course, he’s silly too,
In fact there’s no one sillier,
And when it comes to “highs” and “lows”,
There’s no one who is hillier!!
But when it comes to being there
Whenever any of us need him,
A second thought need never rise,
‘Cause nothing will impede him
From running quickly to your side,
Once in, he’s yours for life,
He believes in long-term ‘vesting,
Both in stocks and in his life.
Once you’re in his portfolio,
If you’re lucky enough to be there,
He treats you like a Blue Chip stock,
Your best is what he’ll see there!
He’ll give and give and give some more,
To make sure that you feel
He values you and trusts you too,
And that his love is real.
He’s given more to each of us
Than we can e’er re-pay.
But, he’ll never accept this praise from us
That is unless we say:
WE GOT UP AT THE CRACK OF DAWN!!!!
For you and only you!
(Got Evalyn on an airplane!)
So what we say is true!
We love and honor you ,dear Paul,
Are awfully glad you were born!
This Birthday Journey to the West
Is all for you. We’ve sworn
To keep it secret ,step by step,
‘Cause Steven’s the Producer,
Who’s done it all with loving care
For the man he loves: that’s YOU,sir!!!
So fasten seatbelt, put your seat
In the required upright position,
And settle back, relax, enjoy
The following proposition:
That all of us who travel here,
Wending Westward through the light,
Will celebrate this time for you,
Together with delight!
And starting now, no “if’s” or “but’s”,
We’ll have the best time ever,
Which really won‘t be hard to do,
Since this group is so clever!
So Paul and Steve, dear Kate and Nick,
Dear Michael, Ev and Peter,
With Rachel and her Alison,
No trip will e’er be sweeter!
Enjoy your goodie bags of gifts,
Enjoy, of course, the company,
Let’s fly across the glorious country
(Clouds: let’s please not bump any!!!)
With loads of gratitude to you,
Dear Stephen, on contemplating,
We know it’s all because you planned,
That we’re together celebrating!
Evalyn Baron 7/19/06
At 6:30 AM on the morning of our departure,July 19th, we made sure Paul got to Newark Airport after all the other surprisers, and since Peter and I spent the hot humid night before we left at their apartment so we would not wake the doggies or Annie K. when we rose so early to leave, it was relatively easy to keep our little family of four together for the first surprise of the journey: as we rounded the curved wall (I had celled Rachel ahead to tell her were on our way down the Concourse to the Gate), the Surprise Chorus (Mike J., Kay C. Nick S., Rachel B. Alison B. and Deb C.) were all lined up with a large HAPPY BIRTHDAY sign and with party hats and blowers, so we rounded the corner and they all started singing "Happy Birthday" to Paul and yelled surprise! It took Paul a few seconds to realize that the crazy group was meant for him and when he did realize it, he looked stunned and then happy..... (I immediately thought of the other poor early morning travellers who were probably sitting there praying that we NOT be on their plane...poor things...).
At first, Paul wondered why all these friends had gotten up so early just to see the four of us off to SF....then he slowly understood: they were all coming with us!!!! And the games began! It was then that I handed out the "goodies bags" to all the travellers in our group. It was a nice way to kick it off, and even before we left the Gate I saw people reading and using the stuff in the bags....this made me feel good...I included lots of mints and chewing gum).
It was amazing how very useful those little sewing kits were for everyone.
So, OFF WE FLEW, into the wild blue, headed for San Francisco....without flowers in our hair, except maybe figuratively...by the way: Steve and Peter put together a terrific California medley CD for the goodies bag....so we were all lifting off to the strains of "California Dreamin'" by the Mamas and the Papas...it was sublime!
More SF adventures to come!
It’s said that Time and Space are One,
That all of us are fated
To one day be reborn again,
Continuously mated.
The person who is now your Mom,
May one day be your brother,
And all the lovers that you’ve had
Will somehow know each other!
Now who’s to say if that is so?
And who’s to say what must, in
This life we each are bound to say
We all should put our trust in?
It really takes a leap of Faith.
To say “Yes, I agree here.”
But now if you’ll just look around
This plane, here’s what you’ll see here:
A group of 9 , all Westward-bound,
All traveling together,
Who gamely rose at 4:00 am,
And braved the humid weather,
To come to Newark Airport
(All sleepy like young spaniels),
To show the love they feel for one man:
Namely one Paul Daniels!
Now just who is this man to us,
For whom we all do gather?
Is he “uncle”? Lover? Friend or more?
Quite diffident, he’d rather
We make no fuss at all about his life.
So un-complex!
But we are here because we love him,
Current mate AND ex!
Paul D. has never failed to be
A person to rely on,
He’s generous, warm, both kind and wise,
With shoulders there to cry on.
Oh yes, of course, he’s silly too,
In fact there’s no one sillier,
And when it comes to “highs” and “lows”,
There’s no one who is hillier!!
But when it comes to being there
Whenever any of us need him,
A second thought need never rise,
‘Cause nothing will impede him
From running quickly to your side,
Once in, he’s yours for life,
He believes in long-term ‘vesting,
Both in stocks and in his life.
Once you’re in his portfolio,
If you’re lucky enough to be there,
He treats you like a Blue Chip stock,
Your best is what he’ll see there!
He’ll give and give and give some more,
To make sure that you feel
He values you and trusts you too,
And that his love is real.
He’s given more to each of us
Than we can e’er re-pay.
But, he’ll never accept this praise from us
That is unless we say:
WE GOT UP AT THE CRACK OF DAWN!!!!
For you and only you!
(Got Evalyn on an airplane!)
So what we say is true!
We love and honor you ,dear Paul,
Are awfully glad you were born!
This Birthday Journey to the West
Is all for you. We’ve sworn
To keep it secret ,step by step,
‘Cause Steven’s the Producer,
Who’s done it all with loving care
For the man he loves: that’s YOU,sir!!!
So fasten seatbelt, put your seat
In the required upright position,
And settle back, relax, enjoy
The following proposition:
That all of us who travel here,
Wending Westward through the light,
Will celebrate this time for you,
Together with delight!
And starting now, no “if’s” or “but’s”,
We’ll have the best time ever,
Which really won‘t be hard to do,
Since this group is so clever!
So Paul and Steve, dear Kate and Nick,
Dear Michael, Ev and Peter,
With Rachel and her Alison,
No trip will e’er be sweeter!
Enjoy your goodie bags of gifts,
Enjoy, of course, the company,
Let’s fly across the glorious country
(Clouds: let’s please not bump any!!!)
With loads of gratitude to you,
Dear Stephen, on contemplating,
We know it’s all because you planned,
That we’re together celebrating!
Evalyn Baron 7/19/06
At 6:30 AM on the morning of our departure,July 19th, we made sure Paul got to Newark Airport after all the other surprisers, and since Peter and I spent the hot humid night before we left at their apartment so we would not wake the doggies or Annie K. when we rose so early to leave, it was relatively easy to keep our little family of four together for the first surprise of the journey: as we rounded the curved wall (I had celled Rachel ahead to tell her were on our way down the Concourse to the Gate), the Surprise Chorus (Mike J., Kay C. Nick S., Rachel B. Alison B. and Deb C.) were all lined up with a large HAPPY BIRTHDAY sign and with party hats and blowers, so we rounded the corner and they all started singing "Happy Birthday" to Paul and yelled surprise! It took Paul a few seconds to realize that the crazy group was meant for him and when he did realize it, he looked stunned and then happy..... (I immediately thought of the other poor early morning travellers who were probably sitting there praying that we NOT be on their plane...poor things...).
At first, Paul wondered why all these friends had gotten up so early just to see the four of us off to SF....then he slowly understood: they were all coming with us!!!! And the games began! It was then that I handed out the "goodies bags" to all the travellers in our group. It was a nice way to kick it off, and even before we left the Gate I saw people reading and using the stuff in the bags....this made me feel good...I included lots of mints and chewing gum).
It was amazing how very useful those little sewing kits were for everyone.
So, OFF WE FLEW, into the wild blue, headed for San Francisco....without flowers in our hair, except maybe figuratively...by the way: Steve and Peter put together a terrific California medley CD for the goodies bag....so we were all lifting off to the strains of "California Dreamin'" by the Mamas and the Papas...it was sublime!
More SF adventures to come!
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