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maryjk
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Well, me either, butI can’t imagine being traumatized for life because a kid saw his grandfather in a coffin either.
Well, me either, butI can’t imagine being traumatized for life because a kid saw his grandfather in a coffin either.
I wasn’t 7 years old when my dad died, but I think viewing the body was very cathartic for me and other members of my family. I hadn’t seen him in a while, and when I saw him laid out, it unleashed a torrent tears. I’m glad I was allowed to view him and greive for a while. He was such a sweet man.Mu grandmother did the forcing and she died in 1993. too late to bring it up with her. My wicked step-mom made the arrangments. and she hated my yia-yia. It was done cheaply by a mortuary in the ghetto. No church funeral since step-mom hated yia yia and her church.
I think Episcopalians do funerals best. As soon as the coffin comes in the church it is covered with a pall and stays that way. No open coffins, and no parade to “view the deceased” at the end. And the only flowers are two vases on the altar.
You pay for many corporal works of mercy. You pay for food, for drink, for housing. Why would you not pay to bury your dead?Why can’t people recognise that the burial of the dead is a corporate act of mercy blessed and endorsed by the Catholic Church?
Why do people think that the sole reason of anythings’ existence is to make a buck?