Seems you go to more of them as you get on in years.
Shit, I can recall going decades without attending a funeral!
No more. Today we went to Una Dennison's funeral. I think we met her once; at her grandson's wedding.
But we're tight with the family; hence, we had to go.
Una had quite a life. Came from a tiny village in Quebec. Overcame adversity again and again. Never complained, always persevered. They don't make 'em like that anymore.
Una may have gone to her reward, but her great-grand-kids stole the show with their antics on the carpet of the funeral home.
And that's how it goes... you bid farewell to the elders as a new generation rises up.
Let's just hope they do a better job of stewarding this planet than our generation did.
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