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Aug 2017
A man named Donald Coffin
We emailed each other quite often
Mr. Coffin was 93 years old
He had stories that were the best ever told
Mr. Coffin’s motor coach bus knowledge unmeasurable
I would hear within the email of the vast bus models he knew
I started calling him Dad
He would always say yes young lad
The acknowledgement and theory of my every question of buses
Dad answered my numerous questions without every tiring
Because of his bus industry devotion
I am trying to get a plague made being my motion
I want it placed at the Museum of Bus Transportation in Hershey, Pennsylvania
Mr. Coffin was instrumental at the museum itself
His bus knowledge was like a bookshelf
However, I was told by a person at the museum there wasn’t any space
The thought they need to erase
I have been to the museum twice
I find it hard to believe
However, I am backed up by Donald Coffin’s Son so I am relieved
Buses were my second Dad’s commitment and my project being determined
My preservation having indication
Salute to Dad
The remembrance of Donald Coffin being his student lad.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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