The story you are about to read is true. The name is real, to give praise to a man responsible for saving hundreds (probably 1000's worldwide) DAILY!! I know the viewpoint changes, and you probably shouldn't address the deceased, but.....

Dr. Pantridge, Defibrillator Man

I took a two week trip out to Las Vegas
Sang some Elvis, hit all the big buffets
On the flight coming home, I thought the plane would crash
Had a dream on the tarmac, my life had slipped away

A shirtless man reflected from a window
Laying helpless on the floor, so strange to see
Three men dressed all in white stood around him
I was shocked to realize the man was me

Good Doctor Pantridge
I'm so thankful to be writing you this letter
I'll try to turn it to a song if I can
On behalf of the millions that are breathing
(Thanks to you)
Good Dr Pantridge, defibrillator man

The awful pain turned out to be a blessing
The sweetest hurt I'll pro'bly ever know
I didn't feel a thing when they first zapped me
On the fourth hit's when my blood began to flow

Good Doctor Pantridge
I'm so thankful to be writing you this letter
I'll try to turn it to a song if I can
On behalf of the millions that are breathing
(Thanks to you)
Good Dr Pantridge, defibrillator man

I pay tribute to the late, good Dr Pantridge
What should have been my end, was a new chance to begin
I owe the rest of my life to Dr Pantridge
To a man I never knew, let me salute you

Good Doctor Pantridge
I'm so thankful to be writing you this letter
I'll try to turn it to a song if I can
On behalf of the millions that are breathing
(Thanks to you)
Good Dr Pantridge, defibrillator man

My Irish friend out in the great somewhere
Thanks for delaying my meeting with you there




[This message has been edited by Ben F (edited 04-23-2006).]