I’ve said before, you never know what to expect when you open Understandably. What a fun read today from Peter. Thanks Bill. PS - Don’t move to 11am - I would miss starting my day with your posts.
I sit here thinking about the upcoming funeral of a friend and what his death means to me and others. It will be a celebration of a life well lived with and appropriate last chapter (Paul was 96 and laid his wife to rest a few months ago). It will also be an opportunity for each attending to look at his or her own life, and perhaps covenant to 'fight the good fight of faith, to finish the course' and to look forward to eternity. How terribly sad that "uncle Marty's" funeral ended not in something good, but in a debachery. I don't find that amusing in the least.
A New Jersey woman bought a rustic private island in Maine not fit for 'man or beast' in winter. Steven King found out. His response (which might give the woman pause?): "There's a novel here, just waiting to be written."
My first thought was, this is really weird. It turns out this was a good read. As you noted, Bill, the lack of identifying details actually works to bring the reader into the story.
On a different note, the Seven Other Things are always interesting. In this case, however, the story of the former slave taking out an ad in hopes of finding his long lost mother is just heartbreaking.
My Uncle Marty (or Uncle Hairy as the younger generations called him - since he was) after donating his body to Wake Forest University )and after they sent us his cremated remains) joined my bride and I on our travels around the US. The pond in Yellowstone on the continental divide that drains both east and west. Land we used to own in Wyoming and Montana. The backyard of his and my dad’s boyhood home in Butte and numerous other places finally ending at the gravesite of his Mom. He loved to travel in life.
And. Why would anyone pay full price for a new car?
Excellent read! Uncle Marty’s funeral could have been my family!
Great writing Peter. Would love to read more of your stories!
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Wow...
That was impressive
I didn’t know my uncle’s name was Marty!
Thank you for sharing this from Peter! It brought tears of sorrow and joy simultaneously. May we all have the day we deserve!
Loved the Uncle Marty read!!! I think we can all relate to all or part of it! Thanks Bill!
I’ve said before, you never know what to expect when you open Understandably. What a fun read today from Peter. Thanks Bill. PS - Don’t move to 11am - I would miss starting my day with your posts.
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I sit here thinking about the upcoming funeral of a friend and what his death means to me and others. It will be a celebration of a life well lived with and appropriate last chapter (Paul was 96 and laid his wife to rest a few months ago). It will also be an opportunity for each attending to look at his or her own life, and perhaps covenant to 'fight the good fight of faith, to finish the course' and to look forward to eternity. How terribly sad that "uncle Marty's" funeral ended not in something good, but in a debachery. I don't find that amusing in the least.
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Today’s column would have been much better without Uncle Marty’s funeral.
Oh brother :(
A New Jersey woman bought a rustic private island in Maine not fit for 'man or beast' in winter. Steven King found out. His response (which might give the woman pause?): "There's a novel here, just waiting to be written."
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After the poignancy of Uncle Marty's funeral, 7 other things were especially rich today.
Perfect. We can all relate, though in my case, brother or father Marty.
Everyone should have an uncle Marty - I did. I am sure he liked your pants.
Funerals are “crazy time”. That’s when you see what’s actually been going on in the family.
The writer who moved to Mexico....brilliant!
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My first thought was, this is really weird. It turns out this was a good read. As you noted, Bill, the lack of identifying details actually works to bring the reader into the story.
On a different note, the Seven Other Things are always interesting. In this case, however, the story of the former slave taking out an ad in hopes of finding his long lost mother is just heartbreaking.
❤️❤️
My Uncle Marty (or Uncle Hairy as the younger generations called him - since he was) after donating his body to Wake Forest University )and after they sent us his cremated remains) joined my bride and I on our travels around the US. The pond in Yellowstone on the continental divide that drains both east and west. Land we used to own in Wyoming and Montana. The backyard of his and my dad’s boyhood home in Butte and numerous other places finally ending at the gravesite of his Mom. He loved to travel in life.
And. Why would anyone pay full price for a new car?