Yesterday I checked out the online edition of the local paper. I do not know why it affects me so much to see people that I went to school with now listed in the obituaries. I do not know if it makes me feel as though I could be next or why it causes me so much anguish.
As a child and even as a teenager my parents never took me to funerals. I was 23 or 24 years old when I attended my first funeral and it wasn't by choice. The president of our company died and our boss forced us to attend.
At the time I had never even attended my own relatives funerals, one because they lived far away and secondly because I was either in school or working when they passed on. I remember when my maternal grandmother died I was in high school and we were having exams so only my mother made the trip. The only relative to date whose funeral I have attended has been my father's.
I know we all have to go one day and I do not think I am afraid to die. What I am more afraid of is...what would become of the ones I leave behind?
I really did not know my classmate that well and I think I spent more time talking to him on our 20th year reunion than I did in all the years we were in school together yet it still affected me.
The online edition only list a brief obituary, so I had no idea in what funeral home he was located. Went to the wrong one and found out we now have a new mortuary in Del Rio. I really ought to consider buying the local newspaper more often...typos and all.
I apologize for the downer post but as this is also my Cyber Journal I had to mention his passing.
Good night. May you all have Terlingua Dreams.
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I believe that my first class-mate to die was killed in Vietnam shortly after he graduated and joined the service. Since then we have lost quite a few. We are all in our 70's now, all of us who are still kicking.
ReplyDeleteThat is even worst Dizzy, when a young person who has not had a chance to live life to the fullest passes on.
DeleteSorry for the loss of your friend.
ReplyDeleteThank you Dave.
DeleteA classmate of mine passed last week, so I know what you're saying. And, there's been quite a lot of them. I guess it makes me realize, my time is coming too. Like you, I really don't know.
ReplyDeleteI think you and I feel the same way when we see that dreaded obituary of our classmates.
DeleteClassmate of mine, only 60, reportedly fell in HEB Grocery parking lot last week, and injured his spleen, which resulted in his death. You never know what's in store for you.
ReplyDeleteMsB, I don't like funerals either, just something you gotta do.
My goodness what a terrible way for your friend to die, I am so sorry. Yep, you just never know what is in store for you.
Deleteeveryone must exit the stage after playing their part. Makes every precious moment of this life a treasure! Take care of yourself MsB.
ReplyDeleteSo true Mr. Rat.
DeleteIt's really weird and hard to read about our classmates passing. Since I am not in town, I usually hear about it from my mother. I'm still in my 30's so it's especially hard to hear, when it seems like we're still too young. Really drives it home how fragile we are. Take care.
ReplyDeleteYou hit the hammer in the head...it seems like we're still too young to die!
DeleteReality then hits us in the face and the truth is...there is no age for dying. I guess I should be glad I am still around when so many of my classmates have long departed.
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