{"id":258,"date":"2008-03-03T11:50:42","date_gmt":"2008-03-03T16:50:42","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/strathconn.com\/lady\/2008\/03\/03\/258\/"},"modified":"2008-03-03T19:32:38","modified_gmt":"2008-03-04T00:32:38","slug":"258","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/strathconn.com\/lady\/2008\/03\/03\/258\/","title":{"rendered":"Funeral Blues"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I am going to a funeral today.<\/p>\n<p>No one likes going to funerals.  No one enjoys them.  No one looks forward to them.   You are saying goodbye to someone you knew.  Cared about.  Loved.<\/p>\n<p>I am going to a funeral of a child today.<\/p>\n<p>I didn&#8217;t actually know Brady.  His mom is the younger sister of a friend of mine from high school.  My sister is friendly with Brady&#8217;s mom.<\/p>\n<p>Brady was 3 and a half.  His death was an accident.  A sad, horrible accident.<\/p>\n<p>He leaves an older brother and a brother to be born next month; his mom and dad; several aunts and uncles and cousins; grandparents on both sides and even great-grandparents.  He was cute and lively and a little bit devilish.<\/p>\n<p>I am going to a funeral today.<\/p>\n<p><font face=\"sans-serif,Helvetia,Arial\"><strong>Funeral Blues<\/strong><\/font>  <script language=\"JavaScript\"> <!--   if (navigator.userAgent.toLowerCase().indexOf(\"msie\") != -1 &#038;&#038;       parseInt(navigator.appVersion) >= 4)         document.write(\\\\'<FONT size=medium>\\\\'); \/\/ --> <\/script><\/p>\n<pre><font face=\"Courier,sans-serif\">Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,\r\nPrevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,\r\nSilence the pianos and with muffled drum\r\nBring out the coffin, let the mourners come.\r\n\r\nLet aeroplanes circle moaning overhead\r\nScribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.\r\nPut crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,\r\nLet the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.\r\n\r\nHe was my North, my South, my East and West,\r\nMy working week and my Sunday rest,\r\nMy noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;\r\nI thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.\r\n\r\nThe stars are not wanted now; put out every one,\r\nPack up the moon and dismantle the sun,\r\nPour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;\r\nFor nothing now can ever come to any good.\r\n\r\n    -- <a href=\"http:\/\/www.cs.rice.edu\/%7Essiyer\/minstrels\/index_poet_A.html#Auden\">W.H. Auden<\/a><\/font><\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I am going to a funeral today. No one likes going to funerals. No one enjoys them. No one looks forward to them. You are saying goodbye to someone you knew. Cared about. Loved. I am going to a funeral of a child today. I didn&#8217;t actually know Brady. His mom is the younger sister <a href=\"https:\/\/strathconn.com\/lady\/2008\/03\/03\/258\/\">Continue reading &#8594;<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[18,15],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-258","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-my-hometown","category-people-i-know"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/strathconn.com\/lady\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/258","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/strathconn.com\/lady\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/strathconn.com\/lady\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/strathconn.com\/lady\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/strathconn.com\/lady\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=258"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/strathconn.com\/lady\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/258\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/strathconn.com\/lady\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=258"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/strathconn.com\/lady\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=258"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/strathconn.com\/lady\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=258"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}