Oh, dear god. Just as I was preparing my own tribute, one month to the day after Heath's untimely departure, Geoffrey Chaucer one-ups everyone, and
laments the death of Sir William Thatcher. What a pleasure, to have tears of delight instead of sorrow.
". . . He chaungid hys sterres, ros out of lowlinesse
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Amazing. Everything about this post is amazing.
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I saw those pictures, too. I think that's how I want to be remembered. With stories and songs and good food and joy. Not with a religious sermon by someone who never knew me.
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I plan on writing part of my own eulogy and assembling my own funereal playlist. I already have an informal will on my computer, detailing how my crap is to be divided among my friends. One thing I am adamant about is that there is to be a massive party.
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That? Just.
Yes.
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