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I recently attended a memorial service for a colleague who died from esophageal (throat) cancer. His four adult children barely managed to get out bits of eulogizing for their all too suddenly gone father. A long time buddy gave the main eulogy; by turns funny and poignant.
This was a "cigarette funeral" as I call them now. As the box of his ashes was carried down the aisle at the service’s conclusion, I couldn’t help but see a ghoulish parallel between his ashes and those of the cigarettes that slowly, painfully and unmercifully killed him.
Prior to going in for the refreshments that followed, several people stayed outside for a quick smoke first.
Oh. My. God.
This was a "cigarette funeral" as I call them now. As the box of his ashes was carried down the aisle at the service’s conclusion, I couldn’t help but see a ghoulish parallel between his ashes and those of the cigarettes that slowly, painfully and unmercifully killed him.
Prior to going in for the refreshments that followed, several people stayed outside for a quick smoke first.
Oh. My. God.
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