This is edited a bit from original post! The evening before my dad’s funeral in May 2016, my husband Randy walked our dog Bella (who gracefully crossed her rainbow bridge 9/1/21) while holding his cell phone in one hand to talk to my mother about his part in the service, the other hand held the leash. Bella’s a big Aussie girl, weighing in around 60.5 pounds;
and from what I hear, a huge raccoon made an appearance near a sewer opening down the street just as they were walking by. This appearance led Bella to lurch towards the coon…pulling hard on the fingers grasped around the leash, and breaking husband’s finger in the process. Ouch.
Early the next morning, we had to hit the road to make the trip to Iowa Falls and, well, experience what would transpire during my father’s service…and beyond in this world for those of us who loved him and enjoyed his company.
Here’s a favorite photo of my dad!
Randy never saw a doctor for his finger injury. I wish he would’ve though. I performed my version of physical therapy and Healing Touch on him, but to this day…well, Randy has a broken middle finger that sticks up in such a way it resembles the image below!
The funeral service was nice, and my mom did a great job choosing the readings and what to sing! Randy read the first reading, my sister Julie the second and Father Tony the Gospel, of course. I was a communion minister for dad’s friends which was very meaningful to me!
Many of dad’s church friends were involved in the Mass and he would’ve loved that! In fact, one of his buddies told me my dad was like a brother to him. At that moment, my heart grew stronger knowing my dad was very special to another person because clearly there’s not much better in life than having a good bro. This was another Godly presence for me; one of many experiences I feel during life!
Good thing my dad was cremated, so no handling of a heavy casket with a broken finger! Afterwards, we had a nice lunch that my dad would’ve enjoyed thoroughly. He would’ve made and then ate many sandwiches pre and post funerals as he volunteered much time to his Church. I Love You Dad. You helped a lot of people with their funerals!
To this day, Randy’s finger exhibits a perpetual flip off! Pretty cool huh? When certain people, like a friend he hasn’t seen in a while questions why he’s flipping them off, instead of going into detail, he just says “I dunno”. Recently, he came home from his job and remarked one of his fellow teachers wanted to know why he flipped her off. He smiled and replied ~
A great memory from a Sunday noon game in October of 2016 and most recently another one in September 2021 is of Randy driving into and out of the parking area of the Kansas City Chief’s Arrowhead stadium gripping the wheel. We knew his flip off in front of many people, staffers, and cops went unnoticed!
It’s a “I do know” factual concept for me to tap into emotional intelligence when I’m being deposed or testifying. btw I believe it’s okay to flip someone off under a table or in your mind as a form of mental exercise!!
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