THE LIFE AND TIMES OF DUDLEY BOSTWICK
So long, William Saroyan,
Don't you know you were a part of my history?
Almost like a father when I flew across that stage.
You sent me dear Elsie, the love of my life,
And Lorene Smith, who tempted me on the telephone.
I heard today of your passing.
I want to say your legacy lives on, deep in my soul,
And would haunt me if I gave it half a chance.
So long, William Saroyan,
Do not get to brooding.
Buy a few beers in heaven's tavern.
And with your newfound angel ears
Listen as I get nostalgic,
As my heart pumps special memories.
I remind myself of Joe and Tom and Harry and Kit Carson,
Of hopeful pinball wizards, delightful floosies,
colorful longshoremen, lonesome sailors,
and nasty, nasty Blick.
The Missouri Waltz dances across my brain
And somewhere in the haunts of Nick's Pacific Palace
The life and times of Dudley Bostwick hover.
-Bruce Potts
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I was moved to write this poem when William Saroyan died. I had played Dudley R. Bostwick in his play "The Time of Your Life" in high school so that was my connection to Saroyan. If you've read or seen the play, you'll understand what I'm trying to convey.
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