Everyone else, my goodness so many people, knew him only as Boogie Man.
I couldn't make myself go to the funeral or, for that matter, even the viewing. Isn't that terrible?
Too often in this world we make the dead into larger than life heroes, so let me put the record straight, I did not know the man...do you have people in your life who you know, possibly work with, or just see at social functions, and you have no real idea of what they are like, who they are, how they see the world?
Boogie Man had three children, a grand child, a fiancée and some pretty fancy foot moves when he had been drinking. None of which I had ever seen.
I feel the loss of this man mostly through the pain that his passing has caused those around me. There will be less dancing in their lives.
Sunday, November 11, 2007
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So, even in one degree of separation, there is impact, presence, and loss.
We must live better, be better, laugh more, love more...
Yes...what Joan said..and no, it's not terrible. Funerals are for the living...I told my husband there better be a big ol damn party when I die, and there better not be any crying and all that crazy bullshit. And, it is always better to be true to yourself...
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