Below is my attempt at a farewell message to David Shanahan, with apologies to songwriters everywhere: “Oh Davey Boy, Who’s Always Writing on the Wall, A Paperback Writer Talkin’ ‘Bout my Generation. You May Say I’m a Dreamer, but I’m Picking up Good Vibrations, I heard it through the Grapevine, Is This The Real Life?
“Help, he Wants to Break Free and Go Where the Sun Keeps Shining, even though He is the Greatest Dancer, his Truth will go Marching on. Are you Ready? He Wants to Ride his Bicycle. A Farewell To David! We have enjoyed your editorials, thank you very much.
Tunefully Tricia and Dave Habberjam