I was looking up a particular poem I remember. Something I read years and years ago, while visiting my grandparents in New York as a kid. Maybe fifteen years ago. Something like that. (Obligatory cliche nostalgic moment:) Can you believe all that time’s passed? Anyway, it was a compilation of poems and wordplay by Willard R. Espy. I remember his name because many of the poems in that large hardcover book had a byline “W.R.E.”, and I wondered who that was at first. Unfortunately I can’t find the poem online. It was a clever little bit which the author claimed was something his daughter had told him, about how she had a full meal in an empty room by using puns. She started out with a roll on the ground, and so on (I can’t remember any more), except that it ended with her having “some wine from the cat” and Mr. Espy humorously groaned about that one. I’m not sure which book of his it is, but I’ll find and order it one of these days.

Anyway, I’m writing this mainly to be able to link to the Willard R. Espy Literary Foundation website, which is what I randomly stumbled across, because I doubt many people link to that site. I see that he passed away in 1999, but from what I remember of that book he was clever in a way that I admire.

I’ll post the poem here if I find it, and if it isn’t too embarassingly silly because my appreciation of it is only based only on a childhood memory…

More nostalgia, perhaps:
– Disneyland isn’t so big or far away.
– Magic Mountain isn’t so big, either.
– I couldn’t get lost at either place, anymore.
– Disneyland got rid of the Skyway, the People Mover, and Captain EO.
– Life marches on.