Tuesday, April 18, 2006

09:02:53

Eulogy

At the time of my dad’s funeral my brother, the graduate gave the eulogy. I found it to be a classic piece of work. Something that goes far beyond the capabilities of my brother or at least that is what I heard.

For in it was the use and it’s call is today to be used. The tale within the eulogy describes the very thing of which I speak. The tale;

My mother and dad had gone to Orlando to see my brother. It seems that while they were there my brother decides to take them all out to eat. They go out and have a great time. My dad loved great times. He loved. Anyway when they leave the restaurant everyone piles in the car. I am not sure but I was given the impression in the tale that my dad was in the backseat and that my brother, the educated, was the driver. Well anyway there they are nice dinner nice time now to the house. Wrong. Car won’t start. First thing my brother does, gets on the cell phone, making them calls. My dad in the backseat says “raise the hood” of course to my brother this probably sounds like “lkajfdou ppep potoptp” cause he is handling things.” Call after call and that nuisance in the backseat “lkajfdou ppep potoptp”

At last my brother has done all he knows how to do in a situation such as this. As calms down he listens to what my dad has been saying all along “raise the hood” being the son of the father he raised the hood. And almost immediately someone shows up to help and indeed gets them on their way.

“We shall never be greater than those who have gone before us,

we may know more in terms of knowledge but we miss the understanding of it”

On, to the road to hell.

Indeed paved with good intentions

And that is not to be confused with a good deed.

They are not the same thing.

jamesearl