one of the few politicians i respected and the last one to get my vote for president. The fact both sides hated him and liked him tells me he was doing something right.
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Yep. Lots of respect and admiration from both sides. He was one of the few that would set aside his party affiliation to do what he felt was the right thing. We need more politicians with that mindset.The fact both sided hated him and liked him tells me he was doing something right.
I remember watching that, and admiring him even more for his response to that woman. He was such an honorable man, and understood that you don't have to hate and belittle your political rivals just because you don't have the same ideology. If only most politicians would behave with the same dignity, we might actually have some positive across-the-aisle work getting done.
One of my favorite videos and I think even more relevant today with the political climate being what it is now. Just a guy that respected his opponent as an American, no matter what party.
Well, I'll at least have to go to mine.Well, maybe not...
Since my dad died 25 years ago, I have only been to two, and one was because I was asked to play at the service (a friend's son was killed driving back to USC in Columbia back in 2010).Two things I've learned about funerals. I hate going to them and I'll have to go to more.
I've been "lucky" in that regard. The only open casket service I've ever attended was for one of my two best friends growing up about 10 years ago. It was devastating and I cried inconsolably when I saw his body in the casket. Never again for me, too.Since my dad died 25 years ago, I have only been to two, and one was because I was asked to play at the service (a friend's son was killed driving back to USC in Columbia back in 2010).
I have had 2 grandmothers die. I attended one's graveside service. I will never look at another dead body in a box... voluntarily, that is. I will not attend any more wakes. Since I saw my father, I vowed I would never see another. I only saw him from a distance and I just lost it, fell to the ground. It is the strangest ritual to me. My stepdad has worked for a funeral home since he retired 20 years ago. I cannot understand how anyone can be around that all the time. And, frankly, I find that business to be a pretty sick racket. I realize I'm overreacting, but I just find it to be a shitty way to make money.
I'm not sure how many I've been to, but in my almost 34 years on this planet I've already had to plan two of them. Not fun to say the least. I can understand why people have a problem with seeing a body in the casket. Up until a few months ago I kinda felt the same way. The last one I went to didn't have one though. He had to be cremated because of how he died. Not being able to see him one last time has kind of weighed on me some since. I guess seeing them gave me some kind of closure that I didn't realize I needed/wanted before then.Since my dad died 25 years ago, I have only been to two, and one was because I was asked to play at the service (a friend's son was killed driving back to USC in Columbia back in 2010).
I have had 2 grandmothers die. I attended one's graveside service. I will never look at another dead body in a box... voluntarily, that is. I will not attend any more wakes. Since I saw my father, I vowed I would never see another. I only saw him from a distance and I just lost it, fell to the ground. It is the strangest ritual to me. My stepdad has worked for a funeral home since he retired 20 years ago. I cannot understand how anyone can be around that all the time. And, frankly, I find that business to be a pretty sick racket. I realize I'm overreacting, but I just find it to be a shitty way to make money.
Yeah... if you're conditioned to see them that way, it can become almost necessary... I guess.I'm not sure how many I've been to, but in my almost 34 years on this planet I've already had to plan two of them. Not fun to say the least. I can understand why people have a problem with seeing a body in the casket. Up until a few months ago I kinda felt the same way. The last one I went to didn't have one though. He had to be cremated because of how he died. Not being able to see him one last time has kind of weighed on me some since. I guess seeing them gave me some kind of closure that I didn't realize I needed/wanted before then.