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The Outsider
A friend had asked me to attend her father's funeral. He was a man that I'd never met. Everyone who ever cared about him was briefly under one roof. Crammed into one small room. The interned was crammed into a box. A box within a box within a box. As I knelt and looked into his box. I thought of things that his eighty-year-old heart must have been dragged through. The many sparkles and all the blues. I thought about the few million miles he walked from here to there and back again. To provide for his kin. I thought about what kind of man he was. The room was filled with much grief. So, I assumed he must have been kind and decent. But you never can tell with this type of thing. Since I didn't know him I felt somewhat indifferent... Though I tried to match the ripples of grief in the room. I was an outsider and just couldn't. Until I saw the small bowling trophy. Tucked in tight beside him.... That's when I felt a little ripple settle in. After his long earthly journey, he'd be leaving with two things. A tiny ring and a small bowling trophy. I suddenly felt like I was his best friend. Joe the husband and family man. Joe the provider Joe the bowler. Joe the loved. Joe the dearly missed My friend Joe. R.I.P.
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