So… today Papa went in and had surgery on his knee, which was a partial knee replacement… Reveille was at 4:15 AM and off to the Hospital. Papa was in surgery by 7, out by 9 and after I got him settled in his room at 11, I cam home to give the doggies attention and love and also to try to take a nap between Sheila’s whining… I went back at 4:30 and stayed until 7:30. He looks great. I wasn’t worried, because he doesn’t look the 80 that he is. I love him so much and glad that he came thru it just fine.
Here he is before going in:
Here he is after the surgery and a couple of hours of beauty rest, oh yeah, and 1/2 of a new knee:
Here’s the latest on my friend who jumped to his death last Friday….
The funeral mass was set for Saturday. I was surprised that they had one, as Suicide is an unforgivable sin. What I found out when I got there was that his father is big in the Knights of Columbus and he pulled a few strings to get the mass and the blessing of Chris’ ashes. So we go to mass, and I swear to god, it was the craziest funeral I have ever been to. I got there early. The wife was acting like a pageant queen accepting her crown. She was NOT acting like a bereaved wife but like someone who was glad he died.
Through out the mass we were intoned to pray for Chris’ soul (which of course I would have done regardless). There was absolutely no mention whatsoever of the wife of Chris, only his father and mother were mentioned by the priest. She was introduced to the Priest at the end of the mass. AND, she did not take communion… and I know for a fact that she was also Catholic. The most interesting thing of all was that besides myself, and my two other friends from SMT, only his parents cried during the service. AND, the priest intoned that Chris knew who was there truly praying for him and who was there posing just to be seen. Seriously… freaking odd!
I’m off. I’m pooped. Even with a nap, reveille of 4:15 will do you in….
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