That was so sad! But so beautiful!
By yon Bongo’s barks and by yon Bongo’s brays
Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond
Where Bongo will niver give beatdowns again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond
Oh he takes the high road and Del takes the low road
And Del stops a woman to ask her
Which is the way to VHS’s house
But Bongo has got to Alaska

I once came back to the band's bus after a show one winter's night in Winnipeg, and a beautiful woman wearing only a smile and a guitar was waiting for me there. She taught me this song:
Oh, Bongo boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen, and with lots of meltdowns.
The summer's gone, and all the roses falling,
It's you, it's you must go and do a beatdown.
But come ye back when Del's driving the Elantra,
Or when VHS' valley's hushed and white with snow,
I'll be here in sunshine or with screencaps,
Oh, Bongo boy, oh Bongo boy, I love you so!

She's sad, but she's bearing up well (she's 95, a year younger than Bongo was when he passed!). She said she didn't see much of him in the last few years. He was always in the public library, on the computer there. He wore out three keyboards.

They looked so happy. She must be crushed. How is Mrs. Bongo? Send her my love
Stop.

This was the last picture we have of Bongo (with the missus)
https://otrazhenie.files.wordpress.com/2013/04/love-old-couple.jpg

I have no words.
Stop.

How true.

His career was illustrious and near unmatched, but it was God who would deliver the final beatdown. RIP.

We shouldn't be making light of this situation! He wasn't very bright but his heart was pure.
Hep: "I'll post a topless picture if you do the same ;)"

Thanks, Lion. I'm quite tearful, and I'm going just sit on the porch with a bottle of Rioja and think about how much we've all lost.

Very moving and respectful testament perfessor!

rip Bongo.
you crazy old coot.
Thats it, I’m going to clown college