Harry Adair

Harry E. Adair

When the Railroad Comes

by Irene Welch Grissom

Where that new depot lonely stands

His eyes see beauty that is more

Sublime to him than marble halls

That long freight train just pulling in

Fills him with joy; he loudly calls

A greeting to the crew, and grins

At their response he dimly hears

Through clanging bells and grinding wheels.

The sounds are music

to his ears;

And standing there contentment steals

Through every chamber of his mind.

All aboard and farewell.

We miss you already.

The girls,

Sybil, Sadie, Patches.

Jo Adair,

John Whetstine,

Mari Whetstine,

Linda Ahrens,

Diane and Terry Fee,

Casey Everts and Courtney Everts.

Special thanks to

Dr. Hilary Barr,

Dr. Jamie Greiner,

Dr. Scott Miller,

Iowa City Hospice and Mercy Hospice,

especially

Natalie and Kelsey

Online condolences

may be sent at www.lensingfuneral.com.