I recently came across a copy of my dad's obituary. I hate it. It makes me feel terrible awful.
We wrote it with the funeral home guy. It was me and Chris and Anna there. He asked us all kinds of questions. I had never done an obituary before. I didn't know there was certain protocol that was expected to be in obituaries.
After it was published, I found out that we did it wrong.
We put in every one's middle names. Including my grandma's middle name. Which was Maedream. Apparently she didn't want anyone to know that. Maedream Maedream Maedream.
Also, we didn't include my aunt's names. I now know that an obituary should look like this Bruce R. (Betty) Ballard. The funeral home guy didn't ask us our aunt's names I guess.
When we saw my grandma after the obituary was published she was sure to tell me that it was the worst obituary she ever saw. She said it was a travesty and an embarrassment. Those were her exact words.
I wish I could forget what she said but I don't think I ever will.
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