He was a good man, was Dick Heinrich,
He played a fine hand; he took many a trick.
He never bid short when he should have bid long,
He never lost his cool when his partner bid wrong.
Every Tuesday night from six until nine
The four met at Patty’s for cards and white wine.
Besides Patty and Dick, there was Jack and Simone,
None of them married, they all lived alone.
But on Tuesday nights they played in pairs
Every week sitting in different chairs.
Jack would bring cheese and Simone would bring bread
(Good crusty bread, it ought to be said).
Patty made her dip, leaving Dick to bring wine
And he never complained though he brought it every time.
It’s no wonder they liked him, he was always so giving;
It hit them all hard when he was no longer living.
In memory they established this bench and this tree
And they’re seeking a new partner to bring Riesling or Chablis;
So if you like Bridge and you know something of wine,
It’s Tuesdays at Patty’s — Mind your bidding and you’ll be fine.
22 thoughts on “In Dick’s Memory, From the Tuesday Bridge Club”
Thanks, Andrew. Poems aren’t my normal watering hole, but sometimes I like to take a dip.
and you do very well when you do. This one is good – paints a nice picture of the man.
*blush* Thanks, Andrew!
Delightfully spoken, CJ!
I had no idea where I was going with this when I started, but it was a fun little journey. Thanks, Roo!
Those are my favorite trips!
Indeed. He was a good man.
I wish I had learned to play bridge but alas, no!
Google came into play on this one, as I had no idea how to play it either! 😀
Such a clever poem. Dick will be pleased. And Patty, too, if someone shows up with wine.
Right? Goodness, I hope they find someone. I’m more of a red gal myself. 😉
Really enjoyed this one, well played.
Haha! Thanks, Claudette. I had fun with it. 🙂
You’ve bridged the gap from bench to page very nicely.
Oh Dave, aren’t you the clever one. 😉 Thanks!
Lovely and witty tribute, CJ. Tuesdays will never be the same without Dick’s tricks.
Good one, Joe! 😀
And now I am absolutely convinced that I simply must have a bench dedicated in my honor. I don’t deserve one, but I want it anyway…
It’s not that hard, Brian. All you have to do is find better friends. 😉