There’s nothing like a funeral to make me feel alive

Well, all the death business is over and I have returned home. It was rather trying for me. The Lianezes are very friendly folks; I have yet to meet a hostile or indifferent person among them. But the fact is, Michael and his parents excepted, I know them only by sight and/or by name or not at all. I felt out of place. I had never been to a Catholic funeral mass either, though it was easy enough to just stand when everyone stood, sit when they sat, and bow my head silently when they prayed.

I look forward to rolling up my shirtsleeves and getting back to work.

5 thoughts on “There’s nothing like a funeral to make me feel alive

  1. Ilya February 22, 2015 / 2:37 am

    I wasn’t born in US – just moved here 15 years ago, so I was always curious about this…

    Someone recently told that you absolutely must wear a suit and a tie to a funeral in US – is that true?

    • Meaghan February 22, 2015 / 2:53 am

      Judging by what the funeral attendees were wearing at Louis’s funeral, definitely not. Some were dressed up but many were wearing something they’d wear on an ordinary day. I was one of the few women present who was wearing a skirt, for example. I think it depends on the funeral.

  2. Kat February 22, 2015 / 8:28 am

    It depends on the strictness of the family, how closely they follow the doctrines as well. If I showed up in jeans and a tshirts I’d be killed. Respect, respect, respect. Older people are more likely to adhere to a dress code and service and all, younger pretty much do as they please. Half my family is Protestant, half Catholic (insert N. Irish joke here). But there is a trend towards funerals being celebrations now, so I’d check before I attended, that’s for sure.

  3. Bill Baraby February 23, 2015 / 8:46 am

    I went to my great aunt’s Catholic funeral a few years ago in Massachusettes. The viewing was quiet and uneventful until my uncle Andre showed up. He is the Chaplain for a large motorcycle club in New England. Out of the blue about a hundred long haired, bearded, tatted, leather wearing bikers filed through in single file line to pay their respects. I thought it was pretty awesome, but you should have seen the look on some of my relatives faces, it was pricesless.

    • Kat February 23, 2015 / 8:53 am

      Aww, that’s sweet. Also, MA. I grew up there. Beverly. I’ve been to more stand up, sit down, kneel here, wedding, funerals, christenings, etc. than I care to count. I would have loved to be a fly on the wall for that one though. Faces, indeed :).

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