Funny How Time Slips Away
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Here’s a short poem story that I did once tell before.
I am rerunning it once more before closing the door.
As it will be a long time until you hear from me once more.
It will surely be a while until my writing I again restore.
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I thought hard about the time slipping away after I got old,
It is not funny how time slips away so let’s put time on hold.
The time that slipped by over the years is given in this poem.
I want good times back so we can live again and re-know them.
Funny How Time Slips Away
Time slips away fast and before you blink, it is gone,
So here’s a last look at time that slipped by this old one,
But in those times, I did have a whole lot of good fun.
Flying through life with my family and friends on the run.
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When I was born in Phillips, Texas, on February 20, 1943,
I weighed in at ten pounds and was just happy as I could be.
Dad joined the Navy, and we traveled all over the U. S. of A.
I was too young to remember how fast the time slipped away.
Dad with my sister JerrylDine and I at one of his Naval Posts in World War II.
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When I was 3 years old living at the old Philview Camp site,
I had a birddog named Freckles and everything was alright.
Life was great there and we surely did enjoy our long stay.
But our time at Philview ended when we had to move away.
That’s me at age three when we lived at the Philview Camp just east of Borger, Texas.
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To 3rd Street in Phillips we moved again for a little longer stay.
By now, it seemed funny how time had begun to slip away.
Before I knew it, I was 11 years old, and we moved once more.
To Stark Street we moved anxious to see what life had in store.
Young Hawg Jaw at age 7 years old when we lived at 328 3rd Street in Phillips, Texas.
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The time just flew by as we lived our young lives at that location.
I graduated High School at Phillips loving my future situation.
This eight years just flew on by as I grew from a boy to a man,
Enjoying all the things I learned in life and tried to understand.
Billy Ray looking Good as a high school student at Phillips High when we lived on Stark Street.
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I enrolled at Texas Tech College in Lubbock to get that degree
In Mechanical Engineering while living in a dorm room you see.
In three short years I graduated and got a job earning a living
Learning on the job while my hard work I was always giving.
This is me as a senior at Texas Tech College in 1966. A mechanical engineer ready to take on the world.
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I moved into an apartment in Borger with a roommate.
We played and had fun in the free time we had on our slate.
In three short years, I was drafted into army of our great land
Wondering what I had in store as I was raising my right hand.
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I went to El Paso to Fort Bliss for my U. S. Army Basic Training.
Then on to Fort Gordon until I had one year service remaining.
To Vietnam I went next to serve the last year before I was done.
Time slowed down this year as I counted each day one by one.
U.S. Army draftee, William In his dress greens traveling towards Vietnan on New Year’s Eve 1969.
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Following Army discharge, I moved to Arroyo Verde in Fritch.
I worked hard as a engineer and got that being married itch.
I married Pam and had two lovely daughters to love and praise.
In eight short years, I took a job in Oklahoma City with a raise.
Our family including Bill, Pam, Kristi and Tamara when we lived the Good Life in Arroyo Verde near Fritch, Texas.
Our family after we moved to just off of Rockwell Street in northwest Oklahoma City.
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A promotion sent us to a job in Houston just north of town.
For a year and a half, I endured traffic with a beer and a frown.
Then I was forced to go to Odessa to take another job there.
So off we went to another city on the fast track to no where.
Our family after we moved to Roeborne Street in northern Houston. The traffic nearly made a nervous wreck of me.
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The job pressure in Odessa gave me an ulcer after a short year,
So I asked management for a transfer to get me out of there.
Bartlesville Corporate Engineering was the destination we took.
So I was out of supervision and back to engineering by the book.
Our Family sometime after we moved to Grandview Road in Bartlesville, Oklahoma.
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In Bartlesville, we made our permanent home for 34 years,
These have been the best years of my life with much joy and tears,
It is very sad how time has slipped away from my point of view,
Seventy four years have come and gone which makes me blue.
Bye Bill
Thanks for reading Funny How Time Slips Away again,
Bill