| Still Reading The Obituaries by John Henry Lee
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I always read the obituaries. Many folks say it is a sign of getting old, but I've always done it. One of my buddies in Arizona once was an obituary writer for the Phoenix Sun. Before I got to know him, I didn't know there was such an occupation.
All obituaries are sad, but some are amusing and leave you wondering "Why would they write that?"
The obituaries that I read yesterday were a hoot: One was about this guy who was the "door keeper" for the Geary theater in San Francisco, where many of the nationally renowned plays are performed before going on to Broadway.
This guy and his third wife had been married for forty-one years; and, in one statement, she said, "We've been married a long time but I don't know much about him. He didn't share a lot."
I smiled. Forty-one years together and you not know much about your mate? The paper merely said, "Despite being married all this time, Mr. Kershaw was private about his life." OK?
Another obituary was about a local guy from San Francisco who died of AIDs. He was a ventriloquist and had kept a diary of his illness. He apparently was somewhat irascible and the paper said, "Despite his public roles, Mr. Kay was far from famous or even well liked. His father loved him; but, even he admits, that Mr. Kay was often annoying, even alienating. He was a fussbudget. He was demanding. Everything had to be his way."- Weird. In North Carolina, we have an unwritten rule, you never "speak ill of the dead."
When folks write obituaries, they should see death more like a quote from William Shakespeare:
And, when he shall die, take him and cut him out in little stars and he will make the face of Heaven so fine that all the world will be in love with light. WM Shakespere
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Todd Heisler The Rocky Mountain News
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A few days ago a friend of mine e-mailed me a link to an article written by Jim Sheeler of the Rocky Mountain News in Denver, Colorado entitled Final Salute.
In the article, Major Steve Beck, a Marine casuality assistance officer, describes one of the
most "powerful" death notifications in which he participated. It was the death notification of 2nd. Lt. James Cathey.
You read about the Major's time with the Lt. James Cathey's pregnant wife, Katherine, and his family. The most powerful moment, in my opinion,
was when Katherine requested to sleep beside her husband one more time; so, the night before the funeral, the Marines made her a bed with blankets and mattress in front of James' casket and stood guard over James and Katherine the entire night.
Read Final Salute by Jim Sheeler KT
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| HOW ABOUT A TOUR IN THE MARINES BY KT
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REUTERS/Alejandro Ruesga
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I first read this as a title to a newspaper article: Teenagers concerned about their rights.
Teenagers and parents are locked into a battle over teenager rights. What rights are those? According to the article, the teenagers get to choose whatever those rights might be.
What is this? Well, for one thing this is a cultural and class issue; in other words, kids from affluent homes need to "get a life." They are spending way too much time on the internet, text messaging their friends, and cogitating their navels. And, parents are allowing this to happen. Who are the parents here?
Kids in control? Give me a break! Of course, when parents relinguish control to teenagers, the teenagers are going to take it. But, what can we expect when kids don't have to face old fashioned responsibilities like a job or household chores?
Here's a radical suggestion: what about kids joining the military after high school graduation, or at least participating in some sort of Universal Service like the Peace Corps or Americorps for a year or two. Their angst under these circumstances might just be a good thing as opposed to worrying about how to "get one over" on their parents or when the next big party is! JUST SOME THOUGHTS...
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| Phil Mickelson: A Winning Athlete Who Gives Back
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(Robert Galbraith/Reuters)
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Sunday, Phil Mickelson, pro golfer, won the U.S. Masters tournament at Augusta National - his second within three years. Mickelson has also given back to our young fighting men and women.
A Soldier's E-mail:
Last year, every time Phil Mickelson made a birdie or an eagle, he donated money to Homes For Our Troops, a nonprofit organization that builds handicapped accessible homes for soldiers like me. (I lost both my legs in Iraq.)
In October, my wife and I moved into a home HFOT provided us for free. And for that, this soldier will always consider Phil Mickelson one of his most admired athletes of all time.
Corporal Bobby Isaacs
U. S. Army
Leasburg, North Carolina
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