Lou Tate was a man I won't soon forget He had a wry smile and a sarcastic wit If you told him one joke, he'd tell you two Then he'd tell one more ripper before he was through
No one who knew him knew quite the same man You might say that Lou didn't follow a plan He knew how to have fun for most any reason Then climb into the houseboat no matter the season
At work those who knew him would say without doubt That getting things done was what Lou was about When it seemed that a problem just couldn't be solved It was precisely when Lou became hyper involved
Though most solutions were unorthodox The bulk of his thinking was outside the box Although his ideas weren't always well known His name's on the first patented multi-line phone
Lou was once quite the loner...not easy to catch But he knew that in Mary Ann he'd met his match Then he suffered a stroke and it gave him a scare It was then that he recognized how much she cared
When they both said "I do" with or without wealth Till death they united in sickness and health Their unbreakable bond would make others see What steadfast devotion to one's spouse should be.
This poem was delivered at Lou's graveside for his friends and family. It was written in the wee hours of the night before after receiving tidbits of information submitted by a handful of people who knew him. I was inspired by his widow's commitment to him in his final months of life. His death was sudden after he'd had a period of recovery following brain surgery to remedy neurological symptoms of his stroke.