Ode to a Grumpy Old Man-Bill Crosby
Here’s an ode at the passing of a grumpy old man–one of the most cantankerous but finest old men in my neighborhood. (And we’ve quite a few. I tell my sons, if you’re ever in trouble, go to the gruff voiced, red-faced old buggers. Their bite is to keep their soft hearts from completely emptying their bank accounts.) Bill could
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