I still don't understand...
"Life is Life." How simple and truthful...Today I assisted for the first time in way tooo many years ( I can't even remember the exact number) to a funeral. He was not my friend, I had only seen him during the summer of last year when I worked in my research project. His height always impressed me, 6'4'', and he seemed a very polite young guy. On Tuesday I received an e-mail from the dean mentioning the death of a 20 year-old Diversity Scholar. His name, David Scott, did not click on my mind. I, however, came to the dean's office to ask about him and a something else I had in mind at the time. The Indy Start reported that David was found dying in his car after shooting himself accidentally while inserting the 9mm gun in the glove compartment. Questions: Why did he have a gun? Why didn't it have the safety on? Nobody will answer at this point of course...All we can say is that it was a bad decision....
If I ever went to a funeral, I never liked to see the body because I always thought that I wanted to remember the person as a living being... For the first time in my life stepped inside a Baptist church..I could not avoid seeing the body because the casquet was half way opened and the body could be seen from the entrance...This was something new for me of course. I could not avoid to enter the line that leaded to see the him closer.
I close my eyes and I see him...I can hear his frieds and family sobbing.
Sad....
If I ever went to a funeral, I never liked to see the body because I always thought that I wanted to remember the person as a living being... For the first time in my life stepped inside a Baptist church..I could not avoid seeing the body because the casquet was half way opened and the body could be seen from the entrance...This was something new for me of course. I could not avoid to enter the line that leaded to see the him closer.
I close my eyes and I see him...I can hear his frieds and family sobbing.
Sad....