There's nothing quite like...

Jan 28, 2008 22:45

having a hurst pull up in your driveway with its sleek lines of sombre black.

knowing who's in the coffin before you see the nameplate of polished silver.

talking at a funeral in front of people who could never know, never understand.

watching the flames take away what you once knew as your dad.

Since my Marketing lecturer found it suitable to announce it to my class today, I figure, its hardly a secret, and probably never was but for my social ineptitude.
If some stranger in my Marketing class knows; chances are you should have known first.
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