I share this poem today with MY DAD -- that's one of his baseball cards from his playing days with the Detroit Tigers -- thank you for giving me my name.
I hope I've carried it well -- in your honor.
YOUR FAMILY NAME
You got it from your father It was all he had to give So it's yours to use and cherish For as long as you may live
If you lost the watch he gave you It can always be replaced; But a black mark on your name Can never be erased
It was clean the day you took it And a worthy name to bear When he got it from his father There was no dishonor there
So make sure you guard it wisely After all is said and done You'll be glad the name is spotless When you give it to your son
I framed this poem along with my other all-time favorite poem; 'The Man in the Glass' -- and placed it on the bedroom walls of my sons Jimmy and Brady as they were growing up (I am blessed to now have three sons -- with Conor Walsh marrying our daughter Kara).