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January 05, 2006
Bearin' some palls
So, my great uncle passed away a few days ago. He looked like a fascinating fellow, but he is a person I have never, ever met in my entire life.
At the wake tonight, I was asked if I would like to be a pall bearer. This is not the kind of thing a person turns down, so I said yes. I honestly don't know how to react to this sort of thing. I mean, I don't even know him. I'd heard his name mentioned, but that's it.
On the other hand, I know why they asked me: on that side of the family, there just aren't any other guys who can carry a casket. It makes me scared to die without an extended family, because I don't want to be carried off to my final resting place by a guy I've never met. It's not that he was lonely or without a family, they just all happen to be older or women.
I guess, when I shuffle off this mortal coil, I hope I've positively affected enough people that a gaggle of people will show up to my funeral. And, if I do, I croak early enough that all those people will still be alive to bid me farewell.
Posted by oz115 at January 5, 2006 10:46 PM
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YOU HOPE YOU CROAK EARLY ENUF THAT EVERYONE WILL STILL BE YOUNG ENUF TO CARRY YOUR DEAD ASS!?? I thought you loved me! I thought we were going to all old and wrinkled! What the hell is that?! you better not die young! I hope you out-live me so I never have to be without you! What in the holy hell are you talking about!?
Posted by: Christy Your Love! at January 6, 2006 07:24 PM