Mammoth Cave Amateur Radio Club 
A nicer group of Hams and Xyls you will never find
Each one going far out of their way to be so kind

I remember the good old days when Harold “Doc” Cady W4WZH and Bill Huffman K4MIQ were there
The days before all that  digital stuff was on the air

Whether Elmering or  just enjoying each other 
There's nothing like chasing a signal with your brother

The thrill of working Field Day in June of every year
Greeting the public coming to see what they can hear

The most enjoyable seems to be when the motley bunch
Attends the delicious Los Mariachis weekly Club Lunch

What allures the Amateur to spend numerous hours in front of his rig
It's turning that faint, far-off signal into something big

Remembering my first CW contact, my heart pumping so fast
A recollection of my excitement from the lingering distant past

No one can ever explain the mysterious airwaves
It has led many a Ham to become a DX slave 

A Silent Key I shall become someday
My memories will travel with me to that Ham Shack far away

September 26, 2023
MarkWaldrop
Penned for my friends at the
Mammoth Cave Amateur Radio Club

In memory of those who've passed,
Their voices once so clear.
Their absence leaves an empty space,
Yet their essence lingers near.
Through the airwaves, they did speak,
Their messages like art.
Now they're silent, but not forgotten,
Forever in our hearts.

Created by
MarkWaldrop
August 29, 2023

In the realm of waves, where signals soar,
Amidst the ether's boundless shore,
There dwells a code, a noble creed,
For amateurs to follow, indeed.

Considerate hearts, with empathy aglow,
Never to disrupt, but kindness show,
Ensuring joy in every transmission,
A harmony of waves in coexistence.

Loyal souls, united in their quest,
With bonds of support and friendship blessed,
To clubs and leagues, their hearts extend,
Amateur Radio, a united blend.

Progressive minds, in knowledge steeped,
With stations strong, their prowess peeped,
Their skills honed well, beyond reproach,
Advancing science with a sturdy approach.

Friendly gestures, a gentle pace,
When novices seek a guiding grace,
In counsel and advice, they're rich,
Patiently leading, like a lantern's pitch.

Balanced lives, with wisdom sought,
Amateur passion, never overwrought,
Family, job, and community first,
Radio a joy, but never an all-consuming thirst.

Patriotic fervor, within each heart,
Radio's power, a chance to impart,
Service to country and community strong,
A beacon of hope when things go wrong.

Paul M. Segal's legacy is profound,
A code for amateurs, forever renowned,
Let these principles guide us all,
In the world of waves, where voices call.

Taken from THE AMATEURS CODE
By Paul M  Segal, W9EEA, (1928)

Created by
MarkWaldrop KE4WA

In a world where signals dance across the air,
Where frequencies hum and voices declare,
There shines a beacon of radiant light,
Solana, our sunshine, gleaming so bright.

A Field Day Event sparked her youthful desire,
In 2019, her heart caught fire,
Ham radio's magic captured her gaze,
A passion ignited in those early days. 

With her mother, Mari Ann, by her side,
They ventured forth, their knowledge to abide,
Technician class exam they did take,
At nine years old, a milestone they did make.

Solana, N4SOL, her call sign they gave,
A mark of dedication and courage so brave,
Mari Ann, KD4SGC, her mother stands tall,
Together they embrace the radio's call.

April 26, 2021, a day to remember,
Their General licenses, a glowing ember,
As a Ham Family, they proudly stand, Grandparents, Randy, W4YSN, and Patti, KB4PAT, hand in hand.

Solana, a granddaughter cherished and dear,
Bathed in love from those so near,
A lineage of hams, a legacy shared,
With every transmission, their bond is declared.

This past weekend, Solana did shine,
Field Day with WAARC, a moment divine,
With the Williamsburg Area Amateur Radio Club,
She immersed herself, her spirit did scrub.

A coach for the GOTA station, she guided with care,
For youth, a mentor, her wisdom to share,
The control operator on SSB she danced through the night,
A voice of passion, reaching great height.

But beyond the airwaves, her heart takes flight,
For dancing is her joy, a dazzling sight,
Ballet, Tap, and Contemporary too,
Her movements grace, her spirit anew.

Solana, our sunshine, a beacon so bright,
In the realm of ham radio, a radiant light,
May your journey be filled with joy and delight,
As you dance through life, forever taking flight.

Created by
MarkWaldrop KE4WA & AI

Penned for 
Solana J Stevenson N4SOL 
Mother Mari Ann KD4SGC
Grandparents
Patti Altona KB4PAT
Randy Altona W4YSN

In the realm where signals soar,
Where frequencies unite,
Amidst the airwaves' boundless lore,
Shines a beacon of pure light.
On the fourth weekend, every June,
When summer's warmth does play,
A gathering of hearts in tune,
For Field Day we make our way.
Amidst the land of red and white,
From sea to shining sea,
Enthusiasts, with hearts alight,
Set up their stations, wild and free.
Amateur radio, our shared delight,
A symphony of waves we send,
Across distances, day or night,
Our voices on the wind.
With antennas reaching for the sky,
And Morse code tapping away,
We strive to make connections fly,
To those who share our fervent sway.
From the rolling plains to mountains high,
In cities bustling, and fields serene,
Our camaraderie shall never die,
United in this cherished scene.
In Canada and the U.S. wide,
A bond that cannot be undone,
Across the borders, side by side,
We reach out to everyone.
For on this day, our spirits soar,
As contacts spark and friendships bloom,
The thrill of radio we explore,
Our passion casting away the gloom.
So let us gather, one and all,
For Field Day's grand embrace,
Where echoes of the radio call,
Connect us in this sacred space.
Amidst the crackling static's sound,
A symphony of voices rise,
Amateur radio, forever profound,
We reach for distant skies.
With every contact, every word,
We bridge the gaps that separate,
Amidst the airwaves, undeterred,
Love and kinship radiate.
U.S. ARRL Field Day, a cherished morn,
When thousands of kindred souls convene,
In the tapestry of radio, reborn,
A beacon of unity, resplendent and serene.

June 23, 2023
Created by 
MarkWaldrop KE4WA

In the wild and open spaces,
Where nature's beauty graces,

There lies a hidden world to find,
A world where ham radios unwind.

With POTA, we connect,
Our passion for amateur reflect,

In the heart of nature's grandeur,
We share our love for radio's allure.

From national to provincial parks,
We set up our stations and embark,

On a journey of communication,
And emergency awareness activation.

Inspired by the work of KX9X and W3IZ,
We carry on the legacy with pride,

Promoting amateur radio's mission,
To serve and protect in any condition.

With every signal that we send,
We connect with fellow hams and friends,

Sharing our passion for this craft,
In parks that offer a perfect raft.

So welcome to POTA, come explore,
The wild and open world we adore,

With ham radios and nature's call,
We'll make connections that will enthrall.

April 21, 2023
Compiled by 
MarkWaldrop
For Jack Espinal KY4EA