“Beacon, beacon, lonesome on a hill— Waves run aground, pound ‘round, what a thrill! Water water everywhere crashes, Shore’s not lazy for it mashes, bashes….. Summer’s when tourists traipse o’er to see you, Offering to wipe-wash your dust and mildew;… — Mariecor Ruediger Copy Share Image
“He ambled towards the abyss again, Acquiescing to the adroit turns of his Abtenauer, his Altai horse, his Appaloosa, His Ardennais, and his Australian… — Mariecor Ruediger Copy Share
“My compass and guiding star: MyDaddy, that's who you are. Discipline I learned from you, With patience in all I do. Sang-froid you gifted… — Mariecor Ruediger Copy Share
“Mystique saturates, gluts the air, Adventure’s even more than rare, Excitement’s everywhere to share, And Novelty’s beyond compare.” — Mariecor Ruediger Copy Share
“…I'm certain I asked for a cowboy one December past-- For I wanted the excitement of pioneers to last; I ached to sing with… — Mariecor Ruediger Copy Share
“There'll be the lightning bugs with their Morse code display, And shooting stars and constellations to befriend; The dragonflies will keep us from going… — Mariecor Ruediger Copy Share
“Beacon, beacon, lonesome on a hill— Waves run aground, pound ‘round, what a thrill! Water water everywhere crashes, Shore’s not lazy for it mashes,… — Mariecor Ruediger Copy Share
