Suicide

Sorry it took a while to get this up.

Tuesday Morning: Woke up bloody late, straight away I got a phonecall from the guy driving the deceaseds Civic....he wasn't near me and hadn't washed the car yet. His reason? They were to collect a cousin from 'Blanchardstown', except, it wasn't Blanchardstown, according to her it was Lacklanstown, which really meant Loughlinstown, bloody women!
So I hopped straight into messy clothes and into my own Civic, went down the garage and gave it a spankin wash My hands were FROZEN when I got back in to drive home, had a shower and off I went to the families house.
Parents seemed ok as 200+ people swarmed around comforting them etc, so I just let them know I was there and whatnot. Then the other Civic arrived, finally!

As the body was brought out, we rushed off to our cars, and 2!!! damn cars got in between the family car and the two Civics!, I had many a chance to overtake, but thought it a bit rude, so I left it till we got to the Church. Rather than park in the Church myself and my mate parked out on the road to assure ourselves we could get out first, which we did

The time came when the hearse was opened up, and I had to play my part in carrying the coffin. 6 of us done it in total, not a single quarrel thank God. Ground was soaking and slippy, nobody slipped, phew! Got into the Church, everybody rose and we slowly walked behind the Priest, inches away from his head as the back two carriers decided they'd speed along :P

For some strange reason, Million Dollar Bill by Whitney Houston was being played? I admittedly sang it in my head as we walked
The coffin was layed, and the Priest started the ceremony, not once did I turn to the crown nor the priest, I wanted to stay focused.

A cousin of the deceased's read a short paragraph on Samaritans, which he cheekily relayed to me that night :P, and then a family member read a passage of some sort. Then came the time for the giving of the gifts, his cousin brought his guitar, myself his keys, and another cousin his fishing rod.

Mass continued with the usual footprints passage, I think everybody near me knew it already as all I could hear was muttering that sounded like the passage :P.

His would-be brother in law read a hand-written passage which made everybody smile, in which he layed out his duties to the family, and his memories of the deceased.

Family members then read out a couple more passages, and then came the time for his Sister to read her written letter.

As she read it out, every single person in that Church was listening intently, not a single sound could be heard among her soft voice. She spoke of his life, his hobbies, his relationships within the family and outside, she had everybody in stitches, and then the last paragraph hit home, not a dry eye in the Church, it was beautiful.

The time came to carry the coffin again, this time outside, back to the hearse. This was when I realised how many people came, 550, the church was packed, I was happy I could see that, although still focused on not hitting the Priest in the back of the head again and not slipping down the hill on the way out!

As we loaded the coffin into the hearse again I legged it out to the car, straight away I parked up beside the family car, I wasn't letting anybody past me nor was I letting anybody in front of me! I started a huge tailback =D
I was delighted as I heard people beeping and whatnot, I wasn't moving, no way!The Gardaí kindly helped with getting the procession out and moving.

Half an hour later we were at Mt.Jerome, slowly creeping through the grounds to Marks final resting place.


Skip an irrelevant bit to the body being in the grave, and now we have everybody throwing Roses into the hole, 20+ were thrown in, the family looked shocked at how many there was.




The afters then took place, and that'll be too boring for everybody :rolleyes:

The next day though I went around to the house, and his Mam was in a good mood, telling me everything went perfect and she couldn't thank me enough



Ooh, I also found out the reason he may have done it, which I'm happy to know, but I was sworn to secrecy, which I'm more than willing to oblige too


Thanks for reading :rolleyes:

This time last year, on the release night of Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2, you knew I had H1N1 and you very graciously offered up your time for me. You went down to the shop to collect my copy, they wouldn't serve you it without me being there but you still came home to me, asked me what to do and then simply said you'd be back in 20 minutes. You went back down to another different shop and picked up the game for me, then dropped it home to me.


This year I'll be doing it for Black Ops with you, your picture will be in my pocket.

Nearly a year now buddy, in two short months you'll get a bigger post, trust me