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This Isn’t Our Last Love Letter 

   
Dear Don Don,
 
Way back in 92

I walked into the room and knew

Never felt this way before

I shook your hand while gazing into your eyes

And the feeling grew

As I took a seat I knew

A love that would have my heart

Forever

I knew

Way back in 92


They say love at first sight doesn’t always last or isn’t true

We were the exception to that rule

Our love had no where to hide

A spark set fire

As if this is how the universe started


I never doubted our love or what we could do

Together we grew

Forming a bond everlasting

That became our glue

My euphoria was YOU

I’m eternally grateful for the love and life we shared

For how fortunate we were :

“to have and to hold
through sickness and in health
Til death do us part”

Until we are together again

This isn’t our last love letter

I love you with all my heart and soul

Yours forever,

Deirdre  (Mrs. Hank Snow)

I’m fortunate to have fallen in love with, marry and make a life with the sharpest, coolest, funniest, most rare, bad ass, tender loving, loyal man on the planet, my husband Don Imus.


A True American Hero

 

I don’t know why it has been so hard for me to write about my dear friend Don Imus.

I certainly know what he meant to me, my family, my charity, my hospital and the millions of fans that listened and loved him for so many years.


I keep reading all the beautiful condolences that people are writing about how much a part of their lives were effected by listening to him over the years.

But what most people don’t talk enough about is what he did for all of us.

 

In every sense of the word, he was an American Hero. His work with children with so many different illnesses and his dedication to their future was unmatched by anyone I have ever known or heard about.

Besides raising over $100,000,000 for so many causes, he took care of young people for over 20 years in a state where he could not breathe.  Along with his incredible wife Deirdre, he created a world where children were not defined by their disease. That was a miracle! He was a miracle.

 

I will miss him ever day for the rest of my life.
I was blessed to be a part of his and Deirde’s life.
No one will ever do what he did.
I love you Don Imus - A TRUE AMERICAN HERO

David Jurist

 

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A Tribute To Don Imus

Children’s Health Defense joins parents of vaccine-injured children and advocates for health freedom in remembering the life of Don Imus, a media maverick in taking on uncomfortable topics that most in the mainstream press avoid or shut down altogether. His commitment to airing all sides of controversial issues became apparent to the autism community in 2005 and 2006 as the Combating Autism Act (CAA) was being discussed in Congress. The Act, which was ultimately signed into law by George W. Bush in December of 2006, created unprecedented friction among parents of vaccine-injured children and members of Congress; parents insisted that part of the bill’s billion-dollar funding be directed towards environmental causes of autism including vaccines, while most U.S. Senators and Representatives tried to sweep any such connections under the rug.

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Don Imus, Divisive Radio Shock Jock Pioneer, Dead at 79 - Imus in the Morning host earned legions of fans with boundary-pushing humor, though multiple accusations of racism and sexism followed him throughout his career By Kory Grow RollingStone

Don Imus Leaves a Trail of Way More Than Dust 

Don Imus Was Abrupt, Harsh And A One-Of-A-Kind, Fearless Talent

By Michael Riedel - The one and only time I had a twinge of nerves before appearing on television was when I made my debut in 2011 on “Imus in the Morning” on the Fox Business Channel. I’d been listening to Don Imus, who died Friday at 79, since the 1990s as an antidote the serious (bordering on the pompous) hosts on National Public Radio. I always thought it would be fun to join Imus and his gang — news anchor Charles McCord, producer Bernard McGuirk, comedian Rob Bartlett — in the studio, flinging insults back and forth at one another. And now I had my chance. I was invited on to discuss to discuss “Spider-Man, Turn Off the Dark,” the catastrophic Broadway musical that injured cast members daily. 

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Tuesday
Apr202010

You Too Can Be Jesse Jackson: Goldman Sachs

You too Can Be Jesse Jackson!
Channel your best Reverend Jackson and repeat the following rhymes:

Goldman perpetrated a fraud
and got money that made us awed
and caused their stockholders to applaud
but their strategy was flawed
(PAUSE) praise the Lord!
Their plans to hoard
and reap illicit rewards
was too long ignored
until it caused the economy to head toward
the bottom of market’s big board
Now they must fall on the sword.

The Securities & Exchange Commission
accused Goldman Sachs of factual omissions
a choice they made of their own volition
that led to investigator’s suspicions
that this company put us in a funky Kama Sutra position.
With families unable to pay college tuition
due to recognition
that our portfolios were fading apparitions
a condition caused by some Goldman magician
You couldn’t believe what you were seeing, you needed an optician
or a physician
for this headache of financial demolition,
lack of fiscal inhibition,
and total lack of contrition.
I can’t wait till they’re prepped by a mortician.

Through this jive
we must strive
to keep hope alive.

Fuzzy Wuzzy wuz a bear
He longed to get his share
but he can no longer earn
because he had his money in Bear Stearns.
Fuzzy went from a Cul de Sac
to a one room shack
all thanks to Goldman Sachs
That’s wiggity wiggity whack
But don’t worry Fuzzy will be back
He went to his gun rack
Goldman Sachs
fade to black.

I know,I know, Fuzzy has got a gun.

Man, you are living the dream.









 


Friday
Apr162010

You Too Can Be Jesse Jackson: SCOTUS

You Too Can Be Jesse Jackson!
In your best Reverend Jackson voice say the following rhymes out loud:

With the looming retirement of one of the esteemed
the President needs to pick a new Supreme.

No matter how much the President tries to nudge
The Republicans will do their best to begrudge, refuse to budge
just to hold up a new judge.

The Republicans went crazy when Obama chose Sotomayor
They couldn’t have been any meaner
They acted like wieners
trying to humble her proud demeanor
treated her like a bathroom cleaner,
acted like they were radio station call screeners.
Must have been intimidated by a mind that was keener,
and possessed by a wise Latina.

Orrin Hatch was hinting that Obama might choose Clinton.
The White House said no.
It wasn’t the way to go.
How about a Judge that has their own show?
While we’re at this how about Judge Greg Mathis?
Would it be a dereliction of duty
if he chose Judge Judy?

When a POTUS chooses a SCOTUS the court can become realigned
redefined,
and reassigned,
as Judges become confined,
intertwined,
as they sit on their behinds.
I hope they are all in the right state of mind,
and (PAUSE) inclined
to remember that justice is blind.

No more dashing of hopes
and making decisions for dopes
like pulling Bush off the ropes
in that 2000 election jive
and Let’s try to keep hope alive.

Fuzzy Wuzzy wuz a bear
The Supreme Court has an empty chair
Let’s hope the nominating process is fai
and that we won’t have to search the globe
to find somebody to wear the black robe.
Let us pray that they have the patience of Jobe
and no problem with their frontal lobe

Now high five yourself

 



Wednesday
Apr142010

You Too Can Be Jesse Jackson: Virginia's "Old Confederacy" Month

Governor Bob McDonnell wants to have Old Confederacy month and celebrate Virginia’s racist past.
It shows a lack of class
And that his mind has gone beyond the looking glass.
Racism is reaching critical mass
when a governor can pull an idea like this out his...butt.

McDonnell, a native Virginian,
in my opinion,
wants to resurrect the Old Dominion.

He wants to celebrate Robert E. Lee
With this decree
Causing rednecks to celebrate with glee
But it appears to me
That he swan dove into the Chablis.

This situation shows a lack of political discretion
to celebrate a state’s secession
that lead to war’s aggression
brother to brother transgression
over whether people could be bought or sold as possessions.
We need to know why this obsession
with black people’s suppression?
I’m left with the impression
that the governor suffers with clinical depression.

Am I the only one that thinks
the man should see a shrink?

The Governor wants to attract tourists.
He’ll only find confederate purists.

He’ll only get traction
with those that find the rebel flag an attraction.
But many will have an opposite reaction
and relive the pain of a molar extraction.
Like Mick Jagger, there’ll be no satisfaction.

What’s next governor? An Amusement park with rides
like the apartheid water slide?
The bullwhip?
the rocking slave ship?
What the hell?
Kings Dominion already has the rebel yell.
How about The Underground Railroad coaster?
That could be good. I know you’d enjoy it.
Peckerwood.

Fuzzy Wuzzy wuz a bear
The Governor is not all there
He’s so stupid it hurts your hair.
This is the worst jive.
Sometimes it’s really hard to keep hope alive.

 

Man, you are living the dream





Thursday
Apr082010

You Too Can Be Jesse Jackson: At Augusta

In your best Reverend Jackson voice repeat the following rhymes:

Tiger says he wants it understood
That he plans on being good
So he’s playing in the Master’s as he should
In Augusta, where some closets still hide hoods.

Tiger is in Augusta
Trying to muster
Bring back the bluster
And restore the luster
Of a golf game he hopes is not as rusty as a '72 Duster.

Tiger had some fears
About whether the fans would cheer
Jeer
Or throw their beers
He said it seemed like he was away for years
He’s trying to focus and avoid rabbit ears

He was happy to see his fellow player’s mugs
And some greeted him with hugs
Unconcerned with his bugs

They went about their golfing duties
Not worried about Tiger’s cooties

Reporters gave Tiger the third degree
About P.E.Ds.

Did he avoid roids, human growth?
Or did he take them both?
Why was he seeing a doctor who violated the Hippocratic oath?

It was these kind of questions
Asked with aggression
In quick succession
About drugs and Tiger’s transgressions
Indiscretions
Insincere confessions
His dopey expression
How was his practice session?
The world’s oldest profession
Should’ve taught him a lesson
That the next time there’s a suggestion
Or even a hint of an erection
He better turn around and go in the opposite direction

Forget the tushes
And stay out the bushes.

Jesse I am
I cannot root for a Tiger Slam
I do not like Green Jackets and scams
I do not like the Old South
I do not believe a word that comes from Tiger’s mouth
I do not like dog leg rights
I do not like artificial hype
I do not like Tiger’s red shirt
Or that he pulled a fast one so overt
I do not like that so many were hurt
By this skirt chasing pervert
Jesse I am
I do not like Green Jackets and scams.


I know. You’re living the dream.

 

Friday
Apr022010

You Too Can Be Jesse Jackson: The Bibi Netanyahu Edition

In Your Best Jackson voice repeat the following rhymes:

The President told Bibi that he was having dinner with his kids
And that he was welcome to hang out with Robert Gibbs
He invited him up, but they were having ribs
Bibi said no sir because ribs (pause)
Are not kosher.

Obama said, “Bibi have a coke and a smile.
I might be a while.
Sit back and unwind.
Let me know if you change your mind.
Here’s the remote.
Hang up your coat.
I won’t be far.
There’s the bar.
Enjoy Dancing with the Stars.

East Jerusalem, you’re trying to settle
When it’s peace Barack is trying to peddle.
Bibi is testing the President’s meddle
Thinking he doesn’t know the facts.
That’s whack.
That’s the kettle calling on a president who’s black.

Settlements give fuel to Osama
Diminishes Obama
Creates Middle Eastern drama.
You thought it was rude when he went for food
How about if he screamed “Yo momma!”
As he put on his pajamas.

Fuzzy Wuzzy wuz a bear.
People think it wasn’t fair
That he left Bibi there
Even though Barack let him have his favorite chair.

Jesse I am
I do not like strife in the Holy land.
I do not like settlements in the East.
I do not like what they do to peace.
I do not like them in the west.
I do not think that would be best.
I do not like Hamas rockets fired
I think, of that, the world has grown tired.
I do not like terrorist threats
because it causes Bibi Net
To send his jets.
I do not like government bulldozers
Or occupying Israeli soldiers.
Jesse I am
I want peace in the Holy land.
Keep hope alive.

I know. That felt gooooood.


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