As a golfer I’m not one who cops… I shall always be a member of the… There are times my style is positi… I am awkward in my handling of the… I am not a skillful golfer, nor a…

Better than land or gold or trade Are a high ideal and a purpose tru… Better than all of the wealth we’v… Is the work for others that now we… For Rome grew rich and she turned…

I DO not care to wait until the h… Before I say what’s in my heart,… I’d rather say: ‘How glad I am to… Than stand and say 'how glad I wa… I’d rather shout: ‘how good you ar…

Let others sing their songs of war And chant their hymns of splendid… Let others praise the soldiers’ wa… And hail the cannon’s flaming brea… Let others sing of Glory’s fields

If he should meet a mother there Along some winding Flanders road, No extra touch of grief or care He’ll add unto her heavy load. But he will kindly take her arm

KINDER like to see the bright s… See the gay and dancing light side… See the good and decent right side Of the worst that happens me; For the gloomy and the glum side,

rose unto the bights of fame And with the great men stood, He heard the people cheer his name And speak of him as good. Success at last he had attained

I’m sorry for a fellow if he canno… In a grate fire’s friendly flaming… If in quiet contemplation of a che… He sees nothing there recalling al… Then his mind is dead to fancy and…

For all the beauties of the day, The innocence of childhood’s play, For health and strength and laught… Dear Lord, our thanks we now repe… For this our daily gift of food

Most folks, as I’ve noticed, in p… Are always expecting too much out… They wail an’ they fret Just because they don’t get The best o’ the sunshine, the fair…

There is no star within the flag That’s brighter than its brothers, And when of Michigan I brag, I’m boasting of the others. Just which is which no man can say…

A woman is queer, there’s no doubt… She hates to be thin and she hates… One minute it’s laughter, the next… You can’t understand her, however… But there’s one thing about her wh…

He was beaten from the start, Beaten by his doubting heart, And he had a ready ear For the busy tongue of fear, And he had a timid mind

Pete bristles when the doorbell ri… Last night he didn’t act the same. Dogs have a way of knowin’ things, An’ when the dreaded cable came, He looked at mother an’ he whined

Joy stands on the hilltops, Beckoning to me, Urging me to journey Up where I can see Blue skies ever smiling,