Dad considered him ‘his best friend’
And their love for each other showed it was not just a trend
When Dad was putting together his stereo in 1959
Clyde and Jack were there to ensure the music came out just fine
A few years later after we moved to 750, when it snowed
Over the family came, to slide down the hill, play games and enjoy hot chocolate as the cold winter wind blowed
In 1975 Jack came over to sled with a new saucer
It was 5 feet round. Between the sleds, the Bobsled and the saucer
You never left the Leitharts after a day of sledding feeling crosser.
When Jack was not helping Dad with projects around the house
He’d send ‘sonic booms’ over which made everything stir, including the mouse
As the boys and Patty left home for places afar
Jack and Paul would still be visiting, like two ol’ friends at a bar
After Mildred and Kate passed on to their eternal home
Jack and Paul would regale for hours, in person or on-the-phone
Jack stayed on for a couple of weeks after Mom’s demise
With friends like these two, this should be no surprise
Today I heard Uncle Wilde has passed on
Dad and Jack will be up late
Would you expect otherwise given they are best mates?
I look forward to seeing both of them someday
Jack tweaking the sound system to improve Gabriel’s trumpet medley
Dad will be listening, still interested in hearing something new
While Clyde’s woodwork will be breathtaking down to each and every screw.
