In January I helped plan the memorial service for one of my best friends (suicide at 32). Planning the service and putting together the power point presentation were very helpful in the healing process. The actual service felt like it was staged for a bunch of people who hardly knew him, except when my friend the piper played Amazing Grace at the end. Couldn't get the projector to work during the service so we set it up on a loop at the wake which was way better - people could look and remember fondly at their leisure. The best was when an intimate group took the boat out and scattered his ashes at sea. Total closure.
Great. Now I got tears in my keyboard. I miss him.
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Once, in an interview, Chuck Norris admitted that he was not the most awesome thing ever.
He declined to elaborate; but I believe we all know that he was referring to the existence of chocolate covered bacon.
I'd rather be judged by twelve than carried by six.
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