In my memory there is the corner
Keeping your name, sir Gerald Turner. More than thirty years ago I was happy to Ole Miss to go. There were Dingerson Mike, Woolsey Bob,
All you were my American globe. Being there I didn,t feel alone
Our friendship seemed there to born. You was smart unforgettable host,
Feel of thanking I haven,t ever lost. Merry Christmas to you dear Gerald
And not hot summer time from Fitzgerald!