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Doctor William Kennedy

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Doctor William Kennedy

(professor of theatre)

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Lord, love a duck

It’s an expression or the title

Of a show

My roommate and I

Used to pass it back and forth

On birthdays

Happy Birthday, Lord Luvaduck

A USA way to have a title

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This was in school

He did well

I did well

I hated it

But liked him

His strength and creativity

His creativity

Intelligent as he was tall

I’m not sure what that means

Except that he was six-and-a-half

Feet tall

And maybe a little more

I liked his parents, too

And his brother

Also very smart

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I wish we’d stayed in touch

And we did, a little

We wrote Happy Birthday to each other

And I tried to say something clever

(he was clever)

Then and now and then

I tried

To let him know I cared

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He had

A good, steady career

And was much-loved at his workplace

It said so on the website

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We got old

He got sick

He died

A couple of years ago

There was no one to tell me

I had to find out

Recently

I suppose in a world

In which electrons carry messages

More so than people speaking

Out loud,

This must happen

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He went by Bill

I miss him

I can so easily

See him across the desk

Smart man

Faithful

He liked Dad’s root beer

We watched ‘70s television

We met onstage

Roommating was his idea

Good idea

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C L Couch

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“Lord love a duck!” is an expression of astonishment and relief; also the title of a novel, said novel used to make a feature film

[I used electrons to find this out]

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Photo by Manos Gkikas on Unsplash

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Very Tall Bill

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Very Tall Bill

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My college roommate died

I saw a blurb in a newsletter

Then went to find an article

He was a teacher

A theatrician

William Kennedy, Ph.D.

Known as Bill to most

And to me

He was a good guy

In the way that guys

That people

Can be good

He was ill

How badly I did not know

I guess the illness took him

At the last

His brother is survived

I knew him some

I knew Bill better

And sometimes wondered

What a pair

So oddly matched

His six-foot and a half frame

(I never really knew

the measurement)

My five-nine

Walking somewhere

At school

And the day we dared

Walk on the grass

Against a rule

To play some Frisbee

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I am sad

Through and through,

It seems

So as if to feel numb

For a while, now

God take and keep Bill

Teaching

Writing plays

Making productions for

Heaven’s revue

I trust

There is Dad’s Root Beer there

In the green room

At the cast party

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C L Couch

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Bill taught and wrote, directed plays for decades in his scholarly, professorial career.

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Comedy and Tragedy masks from the Princess Theatre, Decatur, Alabama

image by Marjorie Kaufman

https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=38298189

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