Death, funerals and everything.

30 Mar

There is a reason why funerals suck.

Think about it, have you ever really wanted to be there?

Of course not.

First of all, its about death and that scares the crap out of us.

And its about loss, and as humans, we hate to lose people.

You do see a lot of people you need to see at that point in time.

But you also see quite a few that you could do without.

The relatives you try to avoid, even on Thanksgiving.

Its actually a testament of devotion to whoever passed that you are willing to put up with this endurance test of people and crap.

This week, I have seen a good example of the devotion part.

Someone passed, its a sad thing.

Someone I knew long ago, but never stayed close.

And the outpouring of pain and love and regret is staggering that I really feel like I missed out for not knowing him better.

Its kind of an extension of the Facebook phenomenon.

I find myself more involved with people I went to school with than when I was in school.

Its an odd thing.

And the one thing I keep coming back to is that we are getting older.

And some of us are passing away.

Which leads us back to funerals.

There is a certain dark humor that runs thru my family.

If you are a regular reader of the blog, you understand this.

I have been to more funerals than any of my friends.

How sad that I don’t even need to check with anyone on that one.

But our funerals are a little different from other peoples, I realized that a long time ago.

Some of the funniest jokes I have ever heard were uttered at funerals.

One of my favorites was my great uncle Dave’s funeral.

The plot was on a bumpy hill, about 50 feet from the curb.

I was one of the pallbearers, along with my brothers and cousins.

Except for one tall boy who had just married into the clan.

We could have rolled the casket there on a little trolley they offered.

But it seems disrespectful and it was only 50 feet.

It was heavier than it looked.

About 20 feet in, I look across at my cousin Jackie, who is 20 years older, thin, short and not in the best health.

He is sweating and struggling to hold up his end.

He looks around and all of us and kind of explodes.

“Well, this was a stupid fucking idea, hey guys?”

We all laughed, we had all met Jackie and knew how twisted he gets.

The new kid in the family looked shocked.

Jackie takes a few more steps then looks down at the casket and blurts out,

“Jesus Christ, Dave! Seriously!”

Ah, family.

In the long run, we all die.

Hopefully, its later rather than sooner.

And for those of us who its sooner?

We will miss you.




Posted by on March 30, 2012 in Uncategorized


2 responses to “Death, funerals and everything.

  1. Diane mcKinley

    March 30, 2012 at 8:43 am

    That was a good one Will!

  2. MR

    March 30, 2012 at 10:41 am

    Funerals are a bitch, especially when they start in with those bag pipes. I mean if you weren’t misty eyed before you are sure to be when they kick in with those things. I don’t know what it is about the bag pipes but they always get me. At funerals I’d rather laugh than cry so some light hearted humor is more appreciated and I think the loved one that has passed would prefer that people were laughing rather than crying about their passing.


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