Death in the family last weekend, which left us with a week of funeral arrangements. Always a strange event, filled with family and celebration of life, but also the incomprehensibility of death itself.
Special thanks to LiveDog2 for cultural counsel and support.
After everybody had gone home, and after I dropped my brother off at DTW, I found myself wandering through various cemeteries. Only a coincidence, because I usually find solace in these places even when somebody has not died.
Behold, ye strangers passing by
As you are now, so once was I
As I am now, so you must be
Prepare for death and follow me.
A veteran of the Grand Army of the Republic