A feller's glad to be a friend, Out fishin'. A helpin' hand he'll always lend, Out fishin' The brotherhood of rod and line An' sky an' stream is always fine; Men come real close to God's design, Out fishin'. A feller isn't plotting schemes, Out fishin'. He's only busy with his dreams, Out fishin' His livery is a coat of tan; His creed, to do the best he can; A feller's always mostly man Out fishin'.

The proof of a man is the danger test, That shows him up at his worst or best.

Columbus dreamed of an unknown shore at the rim of a far flung sky.

Let me be a little kinder, Let me be a little blinder to the faults of those around me.

I'd rather see a sermon than hear one any day; I'd rather one should walk with me than merely tell the way.

Now seeds are just dimes to the man in the store And the dimes are the things that he needs, And I've been to buy them in seasons before But have thought of them merely as seeds; But it flashed through my mind as I took them this time, "You purchased a miracle here for a dime."

Don't give up, what've you do; eyes front, head high to the finish. See it through!