Funeral

Well, my dad came by my work this morning. My great uncle passes away this morning. Its not unexpected. I feel bad for his wife and children. I think they needed him more than he needed them. Its a good thing. He was in way too much pain. He couldn't do anything didn't want to eat. Just couldn't even take care of himself. He spent his whole like drinking. He never got drunk drunk just always had a few beers everyday. I guess he just thought he had to have that in his system to function. I kep telling William it'll tear him up. He'll get old and won't be useful to nobody. I don't think its getting through.

Well I guess this week I will have a funeral to go to. I don't mean it to sound like its a hardship on me. Cause its not. I should go and pay my respects. Its just I don't like funerals. Or funeral homes, or graveyards or anything like that.

Well later days...