Randall James Heydinger

In Ohio, young Randall James Heydinger was born,

With a spirit of laughter and a heart to adorn.

To Ohio State he went, a Buckeye so true,

Dreaming of blueprints and buildings anew.

He met lovely Lisa, his heart’s perfect mate,

And soon they were married, it seemed it was fate.

An architect he became, with a keen eye for space,

Designing grand structures with style and grace.

They moved to Arlington, Virginia’s embrace,

A town that soon witnessed Randall’s funny face.

With son James and daughter Tessa, the family complete,

Their home filled with laughter, love, and a sweet beat.

Randall, a nice guy, with humor so bright,

Could turn any dull day into pure delight.

With jokes about blueprints and tales of his life,

He kept everyone smiling, free from strife.

In his office, his laughter would echo the halls,

As he sketched out new buildings, defying all stalls.

A master of humor, a wizard with pens,

Randall James Heydinger, the best among men.

So here’s to Randall, in Arlington’s cheer,

A funny nice guy, we all hold dear.

With his family, his work, and his wit on display,

He brightens the world in his own special way.