| DANIEL BOONE TV SHOW |

THEN |
| DANIEL AND MINGO |
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| NOW |
| Fess and Ed at the party held at Mr. & Mrs. Parker's Winery to celebrate the release of the Daniel Boone DVD's in 2006. |

| I'm somewhere in Kentucky, with the dogwood all in bloom A tall man walks beside me, frontiersman, Daniel Boone. A sparkling river winds through the sycamores and pines And the muskrat runs beside it, with the beaver close behind. A cardinal sounds alarms, as a blue jay nears its nest, And the sparrows and the warbler watch, to see who is the best. Large gates rise up before us as we walk around the bend Fortress of security, it marks our journey's end. An Indian walks to meet us, with a look of friendly jest, Mingo wonders why it took so long for us to find our rest. Nature's whispers sink behind us, as human voices rise, I see busy, hearty people: very young, to old and wise. An old man croaks a greeting as we walk through heavy doors He says he's "Cincinnatus", as he sweeps the wooden floors. I rest my gun beside me, as do Boone and Mingo, too, And soon we are "a-talkin", about all the things we'll do. It seems a peaceful picture, and I feel a comfort here, Perhaps I've finally found my home, and now my way seems clear. Yes, I'd like to stay for dinner, and some ale if it's tame, And I've heard Kentucky bass and perch, put all the rest to shame. Where'd I come from? Sure I'll tell you, but it isn't very near and I'm thinking of not going back, cuz I'm likin' it right here. 2009 sounds kind of strange, so I won't share that right now, You wouldn't like it there at all, it'd be strange to you somehow. So now if you'll excuse me, I'll find my way to bed. And the dreams of this frontier life, will whirl inside my head. I hope when I awaken, I'm still here with all of you Instead of where the world's gone mad, the world that I once I knew. So if anyone asks after me, and they say they want me back Say I'm somewhere in Kentucky, and I didn't leave a track. by Susan D. Harris |
| I'm Somewhere in Kentucky by Susan D. Harris |





| *********************************************************** Susan D. Harris is a friend and a fellow member of a blog group called MingoWomen. I thank her for letting me share her wonderful poem. For the many of us who were and still are fans of the Daniel Boone TV show,her sentiments are ours. I don't think it can be said any better. Oh how we all wish we were Somewhere in Kentucky. ******************************************************** |


| Sadly on March 18, 2010 the world lost another hero and a fine human being. Fess Parker passed away from natural causes. Susan Harris, author of the poem, "I'm Somewhere in Kentucky" also created this very nice memorial. |
| A coonskin cap hangs lonesome, on a wall with two long rifles near. And a broad-shouldered buckskin jacket; all memories of the man we held dear. Known to have the “eye of an eagle,” gentle as a newborn fawn. “King of the Wild Frontier,” in an instant he was gone. Heaven needed another hero, one who wore that coonskin cap. Only he would fit the bill, an easy-going sort of chap. Towering over most men, easily six foot, six inches tall. When St. Peter spoke his name, he humbly answered the call. A country boy and a gentleman, sweet and mellow as a fine wine. “Be good to your friends and family,” was the legacy he left behind. He touched a whole generation, as Davy Crockett and Dan’l Boone. With a real-life smile always on his face, Mr. Parker, you left us too soon. Now Old Betsy, Ticklicker and a coonskin cap, rest side by side on that wall. Heaven needed another hero, Mr. Parker, you’re still a hero to us all. by Susie Coffman March 2010 |
