tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447321916012029979.post7513419204648190409..comments2024-03-28T08:18:57.280-05:00Comments on stuff from ellen's head: the viewingellen abbotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535475792150335186noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447321916012029979.post-50795244647459209552015-02-20T17:58:46.575-06:002015-02-20T17:58:46.575-06:00You handled the whole thing beautifully. No regre...You handled the whole thing beautifully. No regrets. I am not a viewer myself, just not my cup of tea. My mother-in-law, father, and dear friend of the family died quickly. That's how I want to go but not for a lot of years yet.Sharonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01448211798237937246noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447321916012029979.post-47249417748786943342015-02-14T11:39:38.400-06:002015-02-14T11:39:38.400-06:00My mom had a very strong aversion to dead bodies (...My mom had a very strong aversion to dead bodies (& a great fear of being buried alive), so she was cremated. I was in Ohio when she died so I didn't see her. I think it would have been really upsetting to me because she'd been so sick, so already didn't look like herself. On the other hand, when Mike's mom died the funeral home did a great job on her - she looked peaceful & not the least bit scary. <br /><br />When I was a teenager my grandmother's stepbrother died. Mom & I drove Mamaw from NC to Baltimore for the funeral & got to the funeral home just in time for the viewing. We didn't want to go in because we didn't know him or any of the family, & my mom had the aforementioned phobia of dead bodies. But wouldn't you know, they'd placed the casket so that every time the door opened you could see his nose peeking out. We got such a case of inappropriate giggles...The Bughttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07509037206264761261noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447321916012029979.post-59416690345353387072015-02-14T10:24:43.121-06:002015-02-14T10:24:43.121-06:00I have felt the same way about death and dying. I ...I have felt the same way about death and dying. I have only seen one dead body and that was at the viewing of a friend's father. I never knew him so it wasn't upsetting to me. <br /><br />I'm fascinated with your dad's aversion to death and his career, whether that was his choice or not. I'm also fascinated with his colourful suits. :) He must have been quite the character.Hilaryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12787493532006658679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447321916012029979.post-15317691590474759582015-02-13T17:14:20.422-06:002015-02-13T17:14:20.422-06:00I worked in the mortuary field for awhile. I'v...I worked in the mortuary field for awhile. I've seen enough dead bodies to last me for this and the next life time. But I think it's great that you wished Frank a fond farewell. OmaLindasOldeBaggsandStuftShirtshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09589622524456973822noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447321916012029979.post-56986437383044757792015-02-13T14:51:02.379-06:002015-02-13T14:51:02.379-06:00I've never been a fan of the whole viewing thi...I've never been a fan of the whole viewing thing, but I will say that without it I have less of a sense of closure. We only had a memorial service for my mother and her brother since they were cremated. I can't decide if that makes them seem less gone or not.Martyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02366449267039641100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447321916012029979.post-7366419556414365162015-02-13T13:43:04.279-06:002015-02-13T13:43:04.279-06:00Death doesn't scare me, it is all a cycle. I w...Death doesn't scare me, it is all a cycle. I want to be with my dad when he goes. I have always felt bad that I was not with Mother when she went. They held her body until I could get there and I talked to her. I told her I was there and that I loved her in spite of herself, then I re-buttoned her dress. They had done it wrong for her showing. I don't know why, but it was important to me that the buttons were properly buttoned as she went to the crematorium.<br /><br />I am a bit wordy today, must be the drugs.Kathy's Klotheslinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17881966393157941515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447321916012029979.post-66426881680828735262015-02-13T12:05:48.638-06:002015-02-13T12:05:48.638-06:00i'm glad he had a good last day.i'm glad he had a good last day.TexWisGirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13641962051044162710noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447321916012029979.post-29692012219005106432015-02-13T11:56:17.934-06:002015-02-13T11:56:17.934-06:00I wouldn't mind going out this way, peacefully...I wouldn't mind going out this way, peacefully and without regrets.stephen Hayeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17659054447637207734noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447321916012029979.post-49153351381856632252015-02-13T10:37:29.200-06:002015-02-13T10:37:29.200-06:00When my cousin died (I was 21), my aunt, who was a...When my cousin died (I was 21), my aunt, who was a nun, had to get permission to enter a Baptist church for Bob's funeral service. When it was over Aunt Ruth said "That was a tempest in a teapot (referring to asking permission, I'm sure). It's just like out church." That was 1964. Churches are interesting beasts.Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09834682329952369721noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447321916012029979.post-22399442605324156272015-02-13T10:21:52.115-06:002015-02-13T10:21:52.115-06:00Dead folks, we rarely get to see them in this cult...Dead folks, we rarely get to see them in this culture unless they are all dolled up and full of preservatives and wax. It is just an old vehicle, I reckon. Seeing the lifeless really puts a stamp on it. Death is not the only memory I have of those whose funerals I have attended but I can see how your Dad might have been traumatized. LOVE what he did with it, colourful suits and red socks! That certainly tells black attire to go ef itself!Linda Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03070050388987072100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447321916012029979.post-69587860889066765532015-02-13T09:31:25.592-06:002015-02-13T09:31:25.592-06:00Each person has what they like I hope, put me in t...Each person has what they like I hope, put me in the mulch pule.Out on the prairiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09548162534362532705noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447321916012029979.post-68395373240971505842015-02-13T09:30:01.468-06:002015-02-13T09:30:01.468-06:00Looking isn't for me - maybe it is denial. Wh...Looking isn't for me - maybe it is denial. When my father's coffin was carried, there were bumps and jolts, and my memory of him at the time was of his body being thrown about inside the box and I thought of it all crumpled and broken going through the curtain. Maybe looking would have been better. Of course I now remember him just as he was when alive.Jennifer Tetlowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05216669559770468403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447321916012029979.post-1301374899321994772015-02-13T09:25:54.835-06:002015-02-13T09:25:54.835-06:00it does sound like a good way to go, surrounded by...it does sound like a good way to go, surrounded by loved ones, holding a beloved's hand.37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.com