silence is best
Today was Nick Finnegan's funeral. If you thought you knew Nick, you didn't. He wasn't the pompous jerk he appeared to be; the speeches given at the service today made me realize how strong he was and how much he really cared about people around him underneath that tough facade. The truth is, everyone follows personal codes; his were "never whine" and "take things as they come." Though these guidelines made for a competitive spirit, they gave him the courage to live life rigourously and optimistically.
Tomorrow is Scott Caven's funeral. I don't know how our community can handle two tragedies in a row.
In the beginning, I was stone-like and felt nothing because I thought it would be too fake to suddenly cry over the death of classmates I really didn't know or was particularly fond of (though Scott and I were more on the same page). Then when I looked at his smile on the progam and then at his mahogany casket in the front of the church, tears I didn't know I had started streaming down. Everyone was emotional; even people who didn't know Nick. Maybe it's just the shock of such a sudden loss of a person so young.
I can't even imagine life ending right now without the possibility of ever living it out to see what great things may come. He was so bright and gifted; he could have been the next president if he set his heart to it.
Wherever you are Nick, rest in peace. Though I didn't know you, I saw through your relationships with others how warm and caring you actually were. I remember going to a soccer game and feeling really alone and mad at the world that particular night. Then your parents and siblings came to the game to cheer you on. You guys were so functional and close; it made me yearn for a familiar base I could always hold onto. I'll remember you and your legacy.
Tomorrow is Scott Caven's funeral. I don't know how our community can handle two tragedies in a row.
In the beginning, I was stone-like and felt nothing because I thought it would be too fake to suddenly cry over the death of classmates I really didn't know or was particularly fond of (though Scott and I were more on the same page). Then when I looked at his smile on the progam and then at his mahogany casket in the front of the church, tears I didn't know I had started streaming down. Everyone was emotional; even people who didn't know Nick. Maybe it's just the shock of such a sudden loss of a person so young.
I can't even imagine life ending right now without the possibility of ever living it out to see what great things may come. He was so bright and gifted; he could have been the next president if he set his heart to it.
Wherever you are Nick, rest in peace. Though I didn't know you, I saw through your relationships with others how warm and caring you actually were. I remember going to a soccer game and feeling really alone and mad at the world that particular night. Then your parents and siblings came to the game to cheer you on. You guys were so functional and close; it made me yearn for a familiar base I could always hold onto. I'll remember you and your legacy.