" If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
Source: A Choice of Kipling's Verse (1943) "My father, who retired from WEAN in 1986 ( radio name DON ROGERS ) recited this poem over the air circa 1965.
" You will be a Man, my son " : Pop was talking to ME . I thought . It was hard to rebel against Mr. Pizza and Puccini .
Frank Coletta paid his respects at Pop's wake in 1999 at Nardolilo Funeral Home in Cranston. He worked with Ed Pearson. A midnight " Phantom of the Opera- Don Rogers . We inherited the WEAN record collection.
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