My First Irish Wake

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Tonight I went to my first Irish Wake. It was for a fun, sweet & talented man, Michael Kelly. We called him Mad Dog as many did.
A very special Talkeetna soul, he will always be here. I wrote a poem for him at 3am a few nights after he passed away and posted it on the Post Office's community board the next day...

A POEM FOR MICHAEL KELLY

Forever smiling and always kind, Mad Dog Kelly was a friend of mine.
He kept out town historically inclined and made sure the Moose Drop Fest went just fine.
"Growing Old Sucks" was his favorite line, yet young at heart is how he'd shine.
We'll all miss that friend of mine. He's forever playing music in the warm sunshine...

B. Holmes 6-20-10