OK, Folks, you know the drill. Allright everyone, let’s gather in front of our large, 13″, Black and White TV set, and watch as a tall, lanky man in a khaki uniform strides out, introduces himself as Sheriff John, and pulls out his accordion, and then starts singing the Birthday Cake Polka for grandpa_a:
Put another candle on my birthday cake We’re gonna bake a birthday cake Put another candle on my birthday cake I’m another year old today I’m gonna have a party with my birthday cake |
We’ll have some pie and sandwiches And chocolate ice cream too We’ll sing and play the day away And one more thing I’m gonna do I’ll blow out the candles on my birthday cake Happy Birthday to You |
After singing this, the Sheriff then turns to the audience at home and says, “And now, a word from our sponsor. No, I don’t mean Farmer John Franks. I mean our real sponsor, cahwyguy.
Thanks, John. I’m posting this birthday callout for grandpa_a, knowing full well that he cannot read it anymore. grandpa_a was my father; he died on November 11, 2004. Today would have been his 89th birthday. In honor of this, I asked the Sheriff to come out and sing him a song… and I wanted to repost something I wrote shortly after he died.