A brief moment of each day.

38/365–Celebration of Life

My aunt held an anti-funeral for my Uncle Pat yesterday. It was completely what he would have wanted, his boys in his suspenders, and his family together — meeting many of the people who’s lives he touched. His students, his neighbors, his friends, his cousins, someone from each little nook of his life. My dad even came. First time he’d seen many of my mother’s family members in 20 years or more. Cindy didn’t have a beer until late in the party, when the steady stream of party goers dried up to a steady trickle and came bearing one cold bottle of Bud Light after another. . . Pat, these Buds are for you!


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