This poem was one of the many that my grandfather loved so much to recite. I do not know the author, but thinking of my grandfather today, I find that it holds a certain significance. Let this poem remind us of a man who held true to his values, and let us all remember him fondly as he rests in peace. 

The Square Shooters Plea
Let me walk among toilers while I am on earth
And be by my honest toil judged of my worth.
And judging all men by the spirit within
And not the fine raiment that covers the skin.


Let me feel for my neighbor a bit of his grief
That I may understand and appeal for relief.
Fail not in my duty to neighbor in need
Because of intolerance, bias or creed.


Let me govern my memory bidding it halt
And jettison all record of foible and fault.
While securing between decks the annals more fair
To the end of the journey, that port over there.


Let me think with an open and reasoning mind
Let my treatment of others opinions be kind.
Let me not tell another that my way is best
When my taste has restrained me from trying the rest.


Let me laugh with the world, let me sing and be glad
Let me lighten the load of the weary and sad
As I tactfully open their pleasure deaf ears
To the music of life, that great blotter of tears.


Let me play and be happy, my tools laid aside
And never another mans pastime deride.
Each whiling his own leisure hours away
As pleases him best at the end of the day.


Let me look at the last at the opening door
The grim shadow creeping across the cold floor.
With the thought that I've done the best I could do
And the courage to pass, without whimpering through.


Then let me rest, let me slumber and let me be named
As one who was tolerant never ashamed, 
To admit he was wrong and the other man right
Then leave me in peace with a smiling good night.

Many happy memories of evenings spent with Allen,may God bless and welcome him.

My uncle Al was a great guy, he always had a firm handshake, a smile and a joke for ya, i always looked forward to seeing him, i will always remember him, ha was truly a great man.Rest in peace, i will miss you. All my love to Aunt Ruth and the girl's.Charles Loper

God Bless Allen Hayes, a great man who will be missed by everyone that knew him.

remembering patio days with setting sun and stories and laughter. remembering kitchen table visits with a tale or two. 
life changes and days go on but it will never be the same, to a great man and strong family influence, who will be missed tremendously. 'cheers papa'
with love,
holly (grand-daughter)
nowich,ct.

"When you were a tadpole and I was a fish..." always comes to mind when I think of Allen. See you later Boss.

WB Allen W. Hayes was a very active member of Union Lodge No 31, he once came to Norwich to get a load of bricks for the Lodge hall, but his tires blew out on the trailer due to weight.  But he spoke with the contractors and they got them to Union Lodge Hall.  he was always doing something for the lodge and he will surely be missed.  Our sympathy's extend to Ruthie and her family during this time of loss.

For Show & Tell in Kindergarten, my Grampie gave me a sunflower so BIG I could not carry it myself!  He not only grew wonderful plants in his garden, but he also nurtured wonderful qualities in his grandchildren.

My Dad will live on in our hearts every time we hear a good joke or find humor in every day life.  Miss you, I'll love you forever!

OBITUARY

Allen W. Hayes

30 October, 1920 – 15 September, 2010

Fulton-Theroux Funeral Service

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