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This is such a beautiful sentiment. And something we rarely get to see. Thanks for sharing this. She seemed like a wonderful person who was very much loved.
When I was fifteen and still Mormon, one of the youth leaders in the local congregation was a wonderful older man we called Jim. He was one of the kindest, happiest, most loving people I’ve ever met, and was always willing to listen or lend a hand wherever he was needed.
Jim worked as a welder, and one morning, as he was working on repairing the gas tank of a big 18-wheeler, some fumes ignited and the tank exploded. Hundreds of people from all over the city and surrounding area came to Jim’s funeral, and it was the happiest, most upbeat funerals I’ve ever been to. I think Jim would have been happy with the send-off we gave him, too.
Nice comment from one of the musician: http://markdrubin.blogspot.com/2006/04/putting-fun-back-in-funeral.html#links
This is such a beautiful sentiment. And something we rarely get to see. Thanks for sharing this. She seemed like a wonderful person who was very much loved.
When I was fifteen and still Mormon, one of the youth leaders in the local congregation was a wonderful older man we called Jim. He was one of the kindest, happiest, most loving people I’ve ever met, and was always willing to listen or lend a hand wherever he was needed.
Jim worked as a welder, and one morning, as he was working on repairing the gas tank of a big 18-wheeler, some fumes ignited and the tank exploded. Hundreds of people from all over the city and surrounding area came to Jim’s funeral, and it was the happiest, most upbeat funerals I’ve ever been to. I think Jim would have been happy with the send-off we gave him, too.