Monday, May 16, 2011

Are you ready for your funeral?

Death is a part of life. Everyone, if they're lucky, will end up with a tag on their toe. Nobody ever wants to die. At least not too soon. I for one, want to see my daughter grow up. I also want to bury my parents. No one should have to bury their children. I however plan to live into the ripe old age of my 60's. I know that's exactly not aiming high. I'm 31 now, so in next 30 years I want accomplish something great and maybe play with my grandchildren. When I die I want to predetermine everything that will happen at my funeral. I even want to pick out my suit and what kind of flowers will be on my casket. I will choose the people that will give my eulogy. I want my death to be a party not a "funeral"


Who's coming to your funeral? Me, I only want the people that knew me the best. If you never loaned me money or shared a cigarette with me, your not invited. I don't want people to tell my wife "He was a great man" I want my drunk friends to tell her that I was a damn fool. I want my friends to tell my daughter about that time we were smoking weed in the car, and I suddenly jumped out and ran down the street like a fool. I want everyone to go down the line and describe me in one word. I want my artsy friends to perform or show off their talent in my honor. If your a poet, recite a poem. If your a DJ play a mix of my favorite songs. I don't care if you play the spoons, you will be playing a rendition of Moon River on the spoons at my funeral.

My daily attire does not scream high fashion. I've been a tee-shirt and jeans kind of guy for a while now. I used to dress really nice when I was younger. Before I started paying rent and bills. I had more suits than sneakers. Pocket squares and cuff links were my thing. Since those days I've learned to live within my means. When I die I want to be decked out in the best. I want a 3 piece suit, black or navy blue. It can be any brand as long as it looks nice. French cuffs, with my father's gold cuff links. I've never been one for jewelry, mainly because I couldn't afford it. I also stayed away from jewelry because I hated the thought of loosing an expensive piece. However when I die, I want a nice big face gold watch with some jewels. I also would like to wear, on my right hand, a nice ring with a big stone. A gold chain with a heavy Jesus piece. In my breast pocket I need a picture of my wife and daughter, and my parents. My hair. or whats left of it, slicked back.

For those that know me best, you know music was my life. I loved all kinds, and I also had my favorites. During the gathering after the burial, I want a mix of my favorite artist and songs to play. Everything from Biggie, to Hector Lavoe to The Buzzcocks to name a few. At the funeral I would like the following songs performed. Celebrate Me Home by Kenny Loggins. An instrumental trumpet rendition of La Vie En Rose by Louis Armstrong. Silencio a tango by Carlos Gardel as an ode to my father. To conclude I would like Samba Pa' Ti by Santana.

I want them to serve Rum and Cokes made with 7 year old Flor de Cana. I also want them to serve Manhattans and Macallan 12. Clams casino, bacon wrapped scallops, sushi, and sliders will be served by waiters wearing red vests. I want everyone to sit around and tell stories about the good times. I want a large stretched canvas on a easel. I want markers supplied so people can write a message, draw a picture, or tag some graffiti in my honor, for my daughter to keep.

When I die I want everyone to know that I always had the best intentions. I want my ladies to know that I loved them from day one. Everything I ever did I did for them. I worked hard to give them the world, but if I didn't succeed I'm sorry. Lastly I don't want a head stone, however I would like a plaque and a statue of Immaculate Conception the Virgin Mary. If I don't see you again, thank, and good luck.

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