112 Denby street

“Calvin’s Old Front Porch Song”

Born in ’28 when the world was rough,

March wind blowin’, times were tough,

Raised up strong, learned right from wrong,

Carried that grit his whole life long.

From the factory line,

Put in his years, steady on time,

Thirty-five at Ford, hands worn and true,

Built more than cars—built a life that grew.

Oh, gather ‘round, hear the story told,

‘Bout a man with a heart made outta gold,

Through war and work and love so deep,

He sowed the seeds we still all reap.

From Romeo roads to family wide,

Two hundred souls stand side by side,

Yeah, Calvin’s song still rolls along,

Like a bluegrass tune from the great beyond.

Met his Katie, sweet and kind,

Seventy years, hand in hand through time,

Through joy, through tears, through thick and thin,

That kind of love don’t fade—it wins.

War came callin’, he answered proud,

Stood up tall when the world got loud,

A soldier’s heart, a peaceful man,

Did his duty for this land.

Oh, gather ‘round, hear the story told,

‘Bout a man with a heart made outta gold,

Through war and work and love so deep,

He sowed the seeds we still all reap.

From Romeo roads to family wide,

Two hundred souls stand side by side,

Yeah, Calvin’s song still rolls along,

Like a bluegrass tune from the great beyond.

Marline, Darline, Tim and Mike,

Doug and Greg ridin’ through life,

Kim and Kelly, Deenie too,

Jewel and Sheila singin’ through,

Sherry laughin’, Cindy strong,

That family tree just rolls along!

Front porch swing and a Sunday meal,

Stories told that still feel real,

A legacy carved in hearts, not stone,

A man like that is never gone.

So gather ‘round, let the banjo ring,

Lift your voice, let the whole world sing,

For a life well-lived and a love so true,

There ain’t nothin’ stronger than roots like you.

From a single life to a mighty clan,

That’s the mark of a humble man,

Yeah, Calvin’s song will carry on,

In every child and every dawn.

Yeah, Calvin’s song… rolls on and on…