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A Sad Day
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Today I attended the funeral of my favourite uncle. He was a lovely man. A bespoke tailor by trade. His grown up children asked me to speak about him as they were too upset by his passing. It was an honour and a privilege to do so. He'll be sadly missed but always remembered with a smile, which were my closing words. A sad day. Sorry folks. Don't want to be so morbid.
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Having said the above this has brought back memories of my dad's funeral.
I asked one of my uncles (dad's Brother in Law) to read a eulogy that I had prepared. He willingly agreed and was happy to do so. However, on the day, when he got to the pulpit, he only managed the first sentence before breaking down in tears. I stepped up to 'rescue ' him and when I turned round, one of my nieces was there saying, 'I'll do it, Aunt Tilly. I'll read it.'' She read it beautifully, sight unseen. I will always remember that.
I asked one of my uncles (dad's Brother in Law) to read a eulogy that I had prepared. He willingly agreed and was happy to do so. However, on the day, when he got to the pulpit, he only managed the first sentence before breaking down in tears. I stepped up to 'rescue ' him and when I turned round, one of my nieces was there saying, 'I'll do it, Aunt Tilly. I'll read it.'' She read it beautifully, sight unseen. I will always remember that.
Just passed on news of the obituary of someone in the Tel who was close to my friends (she's a D-Mail reader and had missed the death) and we were reminiscing, the thing for her and her sister to decide who represents the family, as their father was employed by him and very close, to the point that he turned up to their father's funeral a year ago, to which I went......
It's those stories and memories of good men and women that really count.
It's those stories and memories of good men and women that really count.