Bravo
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- Aug 27, 2004
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Last Thursday, an old friend of mine lost his dad. We havent kept in touch in a while but I came to the visitation on Friday afternoon....
There was an open casket and his was draped with the American Flag. I never knew his dad served...and really knew so little about his life until the funeral which was held today.
Sidenote: My little Autistic one reads the obituarires and asks about where dead people have gone...we always answer..."to heaven". She's never been to any sort of funeral.
So this morning (Saturday) I wake up thinking about going to the service. Since the casket was open yesterday at the visitation, I know it will be open again today at the service.
I decide to take my 10 yo Autistic daughter to the service.
We arrive early and go to the front. The coffin is there, draped with the American flag and open. I take her up to see my friend's father. It really moves here to see him there. She asks where he is and I tell her that "he will go to heaven right after we are done here today".
We go to the back of the funeral home and many friends are waiting. The service is held with my old buddy delivering a beatiful 10 minute eulogy about his father...his service in WWII. Receiving the Legion of Merit. And his business career. (Then, they leave for the burial service with full military honors at the cemetary.) As a kid running around their house, I never knew any of this. We were teenagers running in a crazy pack, driving Triumph Sprites and MG Midgets....
So wee one and I come home. She has been an angel through it all.. Very well behaved during it all.
I figure it's time to start reading the Obits. I pick them up and find that another friend's mother died YESTERDAY. I ring him up and ask about her service. He is Jewish and there is no service at the Temple, only one at the same cemetary tomorrow at 11:00....
No golf this weekend. Only Funerals for a Friend....
Never, ever forget your friends in their time of need. They NEED you....
There was an open casket and his was draped with the American Flag. I never knew his dad served...and really knew so little about his life until the funeral which was held today.
Sidenote: My little Autistic one reads the obituarires and asks about where dead people have gone...we always answer..."to heaven". She's never been to any sort of funeral.
So this morning (Saturday) I wake up thinking about going to the service. Since the casket was open yesterday at the visitation, I know it will be open again today at the service.
I decide to take my 10 yo Autistic daughter to the service.
We arrive early and go to the front. The coffin is there, draped with the American flag and open. I take her up to see my friend's father. It really moves here to see him there. She asks where he is and I tell her that "he will go to heaven right after we are done here today".
We go to the back of the funeral home and many friends are waiting. The service is held with my old buddy delivering a beatiful 10 minute eulogy about his father...his service in WWII. Receiving the Legion of Merit. And his business career. (Then, they leave for the burial service with full military honors at the cemetary.) As a kid running around their house, I never knew any of this. We were teenagers running in a crazy pack, driving Triumph Sprites and MG Midgets....
So wee one and I come home. She has been an angel through it all.. Very well behaved during it all.
I figure it's time to start reading the Obits. I pick them up and find that another friend's mother died YESTERDAY. I ring him up and ask about her service. He is Jewish and there is no service at the Temple, only one at the same cemetary tomorrow at 11:00....
No golf this weekend. Only Funerals for a Friend....
Never, ever forget your friends in their time of need. They NEED you....
