When not traveling or showing
Frank attends our Saturday Bible
When it’s our turn, one of us
brings doughnuts or coffee cake;
Frank always brings muffins.
Frank is an old Navy man—
An Academy classmate of John Paul
In retirement, a devoted alumnus,
A fixture at reunions and
supporter of the Academy Museum.
Who knows what Frank is retired
He’s held political
He works for the Democrats;
He tells us who’s running for
office before they announce.
Frank travels frequently,
Usually to places most people
Seeing the Sahara by truck,
Visiting refugee camps in the
Frank is vague about his
Perhaps he collects destinations
Perhaps travel is an escape;
He may work for the CIA.
We discuss the church and the
world as much as the Bible;
Frank is a great resource,
Telling us firsthand how things
Explaining exotic customs.
Frank seems always grumpy over the
Complaining about his aches and
Expressing perplexity over his
Always referring to the radio as
Yet, he easily makes friends
He deplores the resulting visits
but is an attentive host;
He usually travels alone,
Though he sometimes takes a
It’s hard to know if Frank is
He is surely not indifferent;
He would drop the Old Testament
and much of the New,
But his piety exceeds our own.
Frank went to see the doctor last
He didn’t come home;
The aches and pains are now called
The prognosis was not encouraging.
We wondered if we would be able to
But Frank did not encourage
Not as he decided whether to live
To fight for more time or to accept
our common fate.
We learned today that Frank died
He wanted a simple service,
A modest sendoff for the final
trip to Arlington;
He asked that I lead the singing of
the Navy Hymn.