No Second Place Friend
Written By
Walton P. Sellers, III
Note: This poem was written in July, 1995 by Walton P. Sellers, III, following a visit to the home of the legendary Bill Jordan. It is meant to be a tribute to a great American, the like of which we won’t see again.
I’m not a poet, Bill
And that’s very true.
But we’re all here
old friends and new
to share some random thoughts with you.
Meeting you in person
has been quite a thrill.
I can’t forget
the smile on your face as we rode over the hill.
We didn’t have to worry
about a room at the inn.
You opened your home,
and that of Dr. Vernon and Mrs. Glenn.
We all had a lot of good fun
Listening to you describe the attributes
of some type of gun.
Listening to Col. Jeff De Blanc and you
we learned what really happened
during World War II.
Bringing you together with
your old buddy Kelly
brought many a chuckle
to shake my belly.
But most of all
last night
when I put my head on the pillon
I thought,
“I’ll be darned.”
“I’ve met the man
who outdrew Matt Dillon!”
What we’re all trying to say
with a very big grin
is
“El Senor” Bill
Nosotros Te Gustamos Bien!