FUNERALS SHOULD BE LOUD AND SAD

I make a lot of promises to myself at funerals. I am going to worry less, I am not going to take everything so serious that I cannot sleep. I am going to enjoy life and as they say “Smell the Roses”. Well today it was Smell the honey suckles, I love them. Brought some in the house to try to keep the smell.

How do you do funerals where you are? Let me tell you about Buck’s. It is too bad Buck was not here to see his funeral, he would have been proud. There was a couple songs, they sang my favorite, “Beulah Land”. As I sat there, memories in my heart, tears in my eyes and straining to hear the song. They could have sung it 5 more times and I would have loved it.

We sat with an old friend of ours, Delores. Wonderful lady who lost Luther, a great man, a few months ago. We were traveling and missed the funeral. She said she still loved me.

Of course everyone does. (Well not everyone!)

My Nephew was supposed to take part in the service but he was not able to be here. He is having back trouble. He and I are not on the best of terms now, so maybe it was for the best he was not able to be here. I have nothing against him I just was not thrilled with how he treated my sisters and one was his Mom. Anyway another OLD friend took his place, Paul Collins, I could not understand a word he said, nor could I understand the regular minister, Rev. Dennis Bean. (Sherry said they both did great!) I just sat there and thought of some of the great times Buck and I had, in construction and in friendly fellowship. Buck was a MAN among men.

The lead vehicle was a giant “DUMP TRUCK”, escorting the Hearse. His buddy, Jamie Farr, cleaned & waxed the Dump Truck, it looked great as it proceeded Buck to the Cemetery.

I wish old Buck coulda seen it. It was a fitting touch. It was probably the exact vehicle he died in. He would have been proud.

Do you still have weeping and wailing over the casket orthe corpse? Living in a Parsonage I attended many funerals and wakes growing up. For some reason I felt that was an expression of love (the wailing and weeping) and was kinda nice. I have seen someone wailing and stop the casket from leaving the church to be buried. I thought it showed the world they cared.

THEREFORE I have instructed my family I want a lot of it. I want tears to rain on me, mess up my makeup. I want some screaming, “Ah, he was such a great guy, he just can’t be gone!!!” I want them to borrow some medals from my brother and nephews for my uniform. Make up some great stories of how great a hero I was. Shoot I am just sorry I can’t be around to see it. My funeral is going to be remembered (for at least a week). I have promises from my grand daughter, on my tomb stone is to be inscribed,

“HERE LIES JACK IN A BOX”

Nite ShipsLog

PS: Thanks for reading this drivel.

David Bissonette

When a man steals your wife, there is no better revenge than to let him keep her.

Sacha Guitry

After marriage, husband and wife become two sides of a coin; they just can't face each other, but still they stay together.

By all means marry. If you get a good wife, you'll be happy. If you get a bad one, you'll become a philosopher. Socrates

Woman inspires us to great things, and prevents us from achieving them.

Dumas

The great question... which I have not been able to answer... is, "What does a

woman want?

Sigmund Freud

I had some words with my wife, and she had some paragraphs with me.

Written by jacsher Blog about this entry

This entry has 5 comments: (Add your own)

#5 Comment from mjgm1954
5/12/08 9:49 PM | Permalink

jack you dont need to borrow any bodys medals. from what i see you have been an outstanding father , husband and brother! before i met you and randy and mort i honestly though all men were like the ones they show on t.v. i had no idea men cared about flowers and food and children . since i never had a brother or any other "normal" men to go by , just psycho husbands lol and i bet nearly everybody does love you too, if they dont then its their mistake, and their loss, lets hear it for Sherry's husband and Shirl's brother Hurrah!!! there you dont have to wait for your funeral to hear yourself hurrahed !!! june
#4 Comment from specialadyfink
5/12/08 8:18 PM | Permalink

Jamie Farr??Did he have a nice dress on?? Just wondering...
connie
#3 Comment from jhorky
5/12/08 7:57 AM | Permalink

I was to tierd to get on line much last night. Next week on Sun. wioll be my youngest daughters graduation party. Rons daughter is graduarting next Sunday. This elderlybody is not sure if it can do 2 celebarations so close tofether. Now on to funerals, noisy??? Sounds like a member of Obamas fAMILY. We do not do noisy funerals.. Everything but the quiet sobs occasionay and the minister. The Hymms get to me every time cause i don't think that momm had not sung around home every hymn known to people. Then by the time we put them in theground and then go have a lunch that someone prepared and talk about every peson we know. Tht is funny , "noisy funerals" Lucy
#2 Comment from woodsrnd694
5/11/08 9:32 PM | Permalink

Hello Mr. Jack,

Really nice tribute to your friend! Buck! Sounds like he would really approve! I told my wife when it was my times to just dig a hole and bury me under my Eculypus tree out back! It's only place I could find any peace and quiet!

God Bless

Randy
#1 Comment from darn36
5/11/08 5:03 PM | Permalink

Jack I will get my crying cloth ready if you go before me. The funniest was
Uncle Roy's.. They took him to the gravesite while the funeral was taking place at the Church. Like Dad said "It is wonderful to think we would live forever but when
we close our eyes we just began to live".

Shirl

ShipsLog Public Journal
Back to Journal	Archives \| Alerts x Entry Alerts Comment Alerts \| Feeds