Saturday, 11/15/08: With Honor
The service itself was very nice. Jess and I were ambushed last-minute to do readings, which I was less than thrilled about. Mine was a pretty awful selection, honestly, and I don't know who picked it. I guess we pulled it off alright. Dad, Uncle Ed, and Aunt Sue all spoke, and they had wonderful, touching things to say. I was okay until Uncle Ed spoke, and by the time it was Dad's turn, I definitely was thankful for the box of tissues on the end table.
After the service, we had lunch at a nearby restaurant. Before the meal was served, Dad gave a toast with beer. Grandpa Phil was rarely seen without a beer in his hand. Dad told the story of Grandpa visiting Uncle Charlie in the hospital during the war and bring beer in for all the GI's rehabilitating there. He said Grandpa and Uncle Charlie were now probably up there somewhere, enjoying a beer together.
The entire family, along with many good friends (some I hadn't seen in years), came in for the weekend, and it was good to see everyone. A shame it had to be for something so sad, but I guess that's the way it goes.
After the service, we had lunch at a nearby restaurant. Before the meal was served, Dad gave a toast with beer. Grandpa Phil was rarely seen without a beer in his hand. Dad told the story of Grandpa visiting Uncle Charlie in the hospital during the war and bring beer in for all the GI's rehabilitating there. He said Grandpa and Uncle Charlie were now probably up there somewhere, enjoying a beer together.
The entire family, along with many good friends (some I hadn't seen in years), came in for the weekend, and it was good to see everyone. A shame it had to be for something so sad, but I guess that's the way it goes.