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Funereal Notes

For reasons I'll describe later, I'll call my friend the Tiki God.

The Tiki God is the man who had a son back at the end of December. His only brother is the one who was buried yesterday. Yesterday's funeral was tough. He wasn't someone I saw constantly, but I would bump into him often when visiting Tiki God. Still, I remember what he was like (and how much trouble he kept getting into) when I first met him. That man had come a long way, finally got his own apartment four months ago that he shared with his fiance. They were to be married in June, and actually first met at the Tiki God's wedding back in late 1999, where I was the best man. He was holding down a job and doing well with it. Seemed like he had everything going for him.

It's hard to find the silver lining to something like this. The best I can find is that he DID get the chance to turn his life around and get set on the right track. Looks like I'm now the only uncle the baby's going to know, but I'll be able to tell him later about his Uncle John.

Bleah. Job news is bleaker than ever, but I'll cover that later. I need to eat.

- Pookah


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Mar. 9th, 2001 01:33 pm (UTC)
hey. i'm a friend of jean's, have read your entries on her friend page. this entry touched me. i'm the brother in the family everyone expected to get the midnight phone call about. things are turned around for me...and i'm glad for the tiki god's baby you will be there. Kurt.
Mar. 9th, 2001 02:52 pm (UTC)
Thanks. Good to hear you've got things turned around yourself.

I've been tagged with that endearing label of "good with kids" for a long time, so I can only hope I can live up to it.

- Pookah
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