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When I get where I'm going on the far side of the sky, the first thing that I'm gonna do is spread my wings and fly.
I'm gonna land beside a lion and run my fingers through his mane. Or I might find out what it's like to ride a drop of rain
His face was always scratchy. Like he hadn't shaved in a few days. He would always hold me tight and kiss me goodbye when it was time to leave. When Chloe was little, she got jelous when he kissed me goodbye while he was holding her. He had big glasses that were always slightly tinted and he never got rid of them. They fit his personality so well.
Yeah when I get where I'm going, there'll be only happy tears. I will shed the sins and struggles I have carried all these years. And I'll leave my heart wide open. I will love and have no fear. Yeah when I get where I'm going don't cry for me down here
Auntie Syl told us that he would want us to remember the happy times. Like when he told me that the green kool aid was actually made of turtles, or when I took the pictures at Pam's wedding. He would tease everyone all the time and it was always fun going over there. Everyone loved him.
I'm gonna walk with my grand daddy and he'll match me step for step. And I'll tell him how I missed him every minute since he left. Then I'll hug his neck
when my mother said "there's one good thing that came of this. Uncle Joe is with grandpa now" I didn't know whether to cry or throw up. Pam told us about how in the days after he died, every time Auntie Syl would mention him to somebody, she would run to the bathroom and throw up. They all slept together for the first nights. Pam, Auntie Syl and the dogs. They slept for 3 hours then woke up and sat in shock, or cleaned. Pam went through their pictures and found every single one with Uncle Joe in them. He wasn't "beautiful", but that man knew how to smile.
So much pain and so much darkness in this world we stumble through. All these questions I can't answer so much work to do
My mother and I made plans to visit Auntie Syl over spring break. It will have been enough time since Uncle Joe's death by then that we can calmly go to her house. He loved Star Treck. He had a ton of Star Treck ornaments on the christmas tree. He'd been in the hospital since before christmas and they didn't even celebrate yet. They were waiting until he got out of the hospital. She told Amber and Chloe that they would have Christmas next sunday. Patty didn't want to talk to anyone but her husband and her kid. I think she regrets not seeing Uncle Joe in the hospital as much as Pam and Auntie Syl did.
But when I get where I'm going and I see my maker's face I'll stand forever in the light
Of his amazing grace. Yeah when I get where I'm going there'll be only happy tears
I sat and stared at his picture next to the urn and the flag for almost an hour. Tears streamed down my face from halfway around the room. The VFWs did a 21 gun salute and I started crying when the guy played that song that they play on the trumpet. I cried when they read a poem. I cried when they put the three shotgun shells into the folded flag. I'm supposed to be the strong one, you know? I don't cry... yeah right
I will love and have no fear. When I get where I'm going
Yeah when I get where I'm going
He was a remarkable man. He loved everyone and had more friends than I can count. Everyone loved him because he was an amazing man. He had this whole idea about how he wanted to live and how he wanted to die. He told Auntie Syl that he didn't want a service. He just wanted to be cremated and placed on the mantle.
Joseph F. Srebernak
July 20, 1944 - January 14, 2006
I'm gonna land beside a lion and run my fingers through his mane. Or I might find out what it's like to ride a drop of rain
His face was always scratchy. Like he hadn't shaved in a few days. He would always hold me tight and kiss me goodbye when it was time to leave. When Chloe was little, she got jelous when he kissed me goodbye while he was holding her. He had big glasses that were always slightly tinted and he never got rid of them. They fit his personality so well.
Yeah when I get where I'm going, there'll be only happy tears. I will shed the sins and struggles I have carried all these years. And I'll leave my heart wide open. I will love and have no fear. Yeah when I get where I'm going don't cry for me down here
Auntie Syl told us that he would want us to remember the happy times. Like when he told me that the green kool aid was actually made of turtles, or when I took the pictures at Pam's wedding. He would tease everyone all the time and it was always fun going over there. Everyone loved him.
I'm gonna walk with my grand daddy and he'll match me step for step. And I'll tell him how I missed him every minute since he left. Then I'll hug his neck
when my mother said "there's one good thing that came of this. Uncle Joe is with grandpa now" I didn't know whether to cry or throw up. Pam told us about how in the days after he died, every time Auntie Syl would mention him to somebody, she would run to the bathroom and throw up. They all slept together for the first nights. Pam, Auntie Syl and the dogs. They slept for 3 hours then woke up and sat in shock, or cleaned. Pam went through their pictures and found every single one with Uncle Joe in them. He wasn't "beautiful", but that man knew how to smile.
So much pain and so much darkness in this world we stumble through. All these questions I can't answer so much work to do
My mother and I made plans to visit Auntie Syl over spring break. It will have been enough time since Uncle Joe's death by then that we can calmly go to her house. He loved Star Treck. He had a ton of Star Treck ornaments on the christmas tree. He'd been in the hospital since before christmas and they didn't even celebrate yet. They were waiting until he got out of the hospital. She told Amber and Chloe that they would have Christmas next sunday. Patty didn't want to talk to anyone but her husband and her kid. I think she regrets not seeing Uncle Joe in the hospital as much as Pam and Auntie Syl did.
But when I get where I'm going and I see my maker's face I'll stand forever in the light
Of his amazing grace. Yeah when I get where I'm going there'll be only happy tears
I sat and stared at his picture next to the urn and the flag for almost an hour. Tears streamed down my face from halfway around the room. The VFWs did a 21 gun salute and I started crying when the guy played that song that they play on the trumpet. I cried when they read a poem. I cried when they put the three shotgun shells into the folded flag. I'm supposed to be the strong one, you know? I don't cry... yeah right
I will love and have no fear. When I get where I'm going
Yeah when I get where I'm going
He was a remarkable man. He loved everyone and had more friends than I can count. Everyone loved him because he was an amazing man. He had this whole idea about how he wanted to live and how he wanted to die. He told Auntie Syl that he didn't want a service. He just wanted to be cremated and placed on the mantle.
Joseph F. Srebernak
July 20, 1944 - January 14, 2006