A simple existence wearing a single hat
A special few, seek much more
A life less ordinary, which is not a bore
Artist, fighter, healer, father, all were your suits
Giving more than you have taken
We celebrate his life and thank him
Guitar in hand, songs from the heart
Leading the chorus, forming the band
Finger picking, mandolin jamming man
Fluoridation in our water, to name just one
Where there was ignorance, you would shed light
On cable access, you show what is right
Seven days a week and moments in between
You practice, teach and preach good health
Your work should have given you great wealth
You labor on because you have a mission
A happier life for others is your vision
To your family, you give the most
And for this we give the greatest toast
Shoveling snow, after a North Eastern
Mowing the lawn each summer season
Building a tree house that beats any expectation
Always fulfilling a child’s imagination
Free adjustments, to keep us without pain
We love the passion that you possess
Our true feelings we can not express
Sixty years may pass in an instant
But we have loved you for every moment
Happy Birthday, Jason
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