Well, what a fun birthday dinner for Clinton.  Several were missing but it was a nice time!

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Our long-time friends Carolyn and Danny presented a great poem (written by Danny):

Ode To Clint Wall on His 58th Birthday January 10, 2012

There once was a boy named Wall

And, boy, could he throw a baseball.

Slider, curve and a "heater" he'd bring

How deftly this lefty the spheroid did fling.

To Jaycee the Bulldog faithful would file

To witness this southpaw with cunning and style.

With off-speed deliveries the batters he'd dazzle

While driving the opposing coach to a frazzle.

His '72 duel with Donnie Moore was a doozy

40 springtimes ago? - It sure makes one woozy.

Alas, Monterey won it in 8...just 1 to zero.

But that didn't tarnish the halo of our hero.

He returned as a senior for another great year

Played varsity basketball - a different kind of sphere.

But it was that diamond sport - the boy's first love

"Just give me a ball and a bat and a glove."

Then it was on to Tech - the majors a dream,

But it wasn't to be in the big picture scheme.

For while in high school he was often out late'n

Squiring a feisty young lass...her name Phyllis Dayton.

The romance soon blossomed...real clear to us all.

That Dayton young lady would marry a Wall.

They settled in Plainview to work and to do.

To coach and to help..and that not a few.

A Sunday School teacher, a coach and a pal

Ably assisted for 35 years by that red-headed gal.

Aaron and Chrissa and grandbabies, too.

And now Wal-Mart walkers-give them their due.

Well, giving up something is related to Lent

And showing true patience is related to Clint.

Crossed arms and soft chuckles are a part of his life

As he deals with a dynamo, sleep deprived wife.

So today as he marks birthday Fifty and Eight,

He's never too early...and never too late.

And who knows what happens if he gets into shape,

He may dress himself up in a Superman cape.

And give it a new shot - a knuckle-balling Texas Ranger?

Life is like fiction...only sometimes more stranger.

So we bid him the best...this message is sent:

Happy 58th to you...our good ol' friend Clint.

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Fresh Find:  What a beautiful serving piece!