tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post3143592223685458701..comments2023-10-17T12:05:26.540+01:00Comments on Razor-blade of Life: Fathers and brothersZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00822383355869390919noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-10305862175008256732008-01-26T00:59:00.000+00:002008-01-26T00:59:00.000+00:00This brings up some sad memories of my Mom's and t...This brings up some sad memories of my Mom's and then my step-Dad's funeral. "It was the last thing I could do for" them rings true for me too.luckyzmomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04176703683321469118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-10987090548029065142008-01-25T17:15:00.000+00:002008-01-25T17:15:00.000+00:00It is a demonstration of great respect and love, b...It is a demonstration of great respect and love, but must call on all reserves of self-control. In this case, they did not give the eulogy, which was probably wise. They are both quite old and it was a great strain for them as it was.Zhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00822383355869390919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-41723007076631946442008-01-25T17:07:00.000+00:002008-01-25T17:07:00.000+00:00I took my father's funeral. It was the last thing...I took my father's funeral. It was the last thing I could do for him, and at least I knew it would be done right. <BR/><BR/>It is hard though.Davehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08403853324345062446noreply@blogger.com