Not long ago there lived a great man There wasn’t a task he couldn’t do with the strength of his hand “A carpenter” some ask? He could build anything from the scraps of the land Some called him a great teacher Patient and kind, he listened when eager Thorough and thoughtful he could teach any skill “Try young man, and accomplish you will” Now some say he was a historian, with knowledge abound He could teach you anything from the world all around “He was a scientist!” some raved They called him “The Professor” on bygone radio waves “No no, he was in the military” some insisted In Alaska he served when he enlisted A strong man with faith dedication He stood firm, handsome, clean shaven No coffee too hot, no task too tall In a group of 7 he lead them all He was always happy to speak He’d pick anyone up when they fell weak But who was this man of men? A carpenter, a teacher, a scientist, a solider? All of the above and more for a man we thought would never grow older A brother, a son, an uncle, a friend He offered his hand, happy to lend A pop, a neighbor, a partner, a hoot He could make you laugh and tell you your roots What can you say for a man so great? There aren’t enough words and its getting late So a simple thank you will have to suffice In a time like this we could use your advice Not long ago there lived a great man His name was Tony, and because of him I am who I am