Eulogy for Dad (jgh) I
started planning a deep and moving talk about the lessons learned from
dad about showing integrity and courage in adversity. I wondered what he
would say about such a talk and I could hear dad's voice, clear as a
bell, saying one of his favorite words. I'm sure you know the one just
as I'm sure you've heard him say it in exactly the same tone. The word
begins with "horse" and ends in four letters. It is usually accompanied
by a gesture.
You know what? He's right.
For dad, courage and integrity are not something to
show when the time is right. You either have them or you don't. Dad
always assumed you had, until you proved otherwise. God help you if you
did - you'd learn some other interesting words from him.
Instead, what dad thought you could show was
irreverence and humor in bad situations. I have two examples.
When we were young, we took a family vacation to
Wellfleet on Cape Cod. The last days of these trips were bittersweet -
trying to cram in as much fun as possible before returning to the "real
world". So we were distraught to have a hurricane during the last two
days of our trip. Now, usually, hurricanes are thought to be bad things.
They rearrange the shrubbery, get things damp, and generally make people
grumpy.
But not dad. His response: "Let's go to the beach!" Now, I can see all
you parents cringing - this lunatic took his family to the beach in a
hurricane. But you're missing the best part. He took us to the beach in
a hurricane wearing garbage bags. Really. Hefty's finest olive green
lawn and leaf bags. With little head and arm holes cut out, like
polystyrene ponchos. Picture this - the learned professor of neurology,
his elegant artist wife and their adorable (or, at least, loud) progeny
all tramping through one of the trendiest resorts this side of the
garden of eden in the midst of a raging tempest, wearing nothing but
flip-flops, bathing suits and refuse containers. We learned some things
that day. First, and most important, don't trust dad for fashion advice.
Second, the ocean in a storm is a gorgeous shade of gray. Third, blown
sand stings a little, and fourth, you can form amazing memories from a
little wind, some plastic, and people that you love. That was one of my
best days ever.
My second example comes from a grimmer time. In 1994,
dad was very sick, lost a lot of weight, became very weak, and had heart
problems necessitating a triple bypass. Because of his weakness, the
hospital would not do the bypass for several months, waiting for him to
get stronger. We brought him home from the hospital to convalesce. This
was a frightening time for all of us - his health was uncertain, the
future cloudy. The day after we got him home, he called me into his room
and handed me a camera. He wanted some pictures. When I pointed the
camera at him, he got a goofy grin on his face, told me to wait, and
started stripping down. I discovered that he had dug out the rattiest,
loosest, sorriest pair of underwear he could find. He looked at me and
said "Do you like my little pantaloons?" He also said that he wanted
some shots of his svelte new figure and if I didn't take them, he'd go
wandering around the streets until he found some nice policeman to do it
for him. This, of course, was said with a wicked smile. I took the
pictures.
I found those pictures the other day and despite the current situation,
his gaunt appearance in the photos, and the fearful memories of that
time, I laughed. He somehow turned, at least a little, a terrible memory
into a treasured one.
I guess there is a deep lesson here after all. It's
not enough to have courage and integrity. You also have to try to enjoy
life no matter what the situation. You have to find joy where you can.
And there is always joy to be found.
I discovered that we, his family, have learned this
lesson well. During the terrible days of this past week, we had to plan
this very ceremony. This was a grim, difficult and sad task. And you
have no idea how close you came to having a troupe of mimes here,
accompanied by clowns. Dad would have liked that.
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