|A Moment Of Bonding
||[May. 25th, 2012|02:23 pm]
"Footprints" thing on the back of the service sheet. We all agreed. After she left the room (to tot up the bill) Dot said how much she hated "Footprints" and Ailz and I said we hated it too. When she came back we told her we'd have the 23rd Psalm instead. The funeral director suggested we put that soppy |
oh no! That is naff! You did well to avoid it! A triumph of taste.
Can't go wrong with the 23rd Psalm.
2012-05-25 01:49 pm (UTC)
Near escape! But wasn't that a little odd of the FD? I've never heard of an FD suggesting material for a service sheet -
No, I'd not come across it before.
An egregious example of soft-core 20th century religiosity.
When we met with the FD for my mother's funeral, back in February, he gave us a couple of boxes of cards that he said we could use for thankyou notes afterward, you know, for people who sent flowers or brought food... I was planning to do exactly that, until I opened one of them. Instead of being blank inside (with nice woodsy picture on front to match our service bulletins), the cards were printed with some tacky little poem (rhymed verse, rather)! No thanks! (And, I've yet to write more than two or three of the thankyou notes. But probably with death, as with weddings, you get a grace period...)
Speaking of the 23rd Psalm, Bobby McFerrin did a most amazing musical setting of that, which the men's group Cantus has sung: there's a YouTube of one of the performances at
McFerrin is new to me. Interesting guy. Thanks for the link.
Bad verse- especially bad, sentimental verse- sets my teeth on edge.
Oh, what a fabulous McFerrin-filled future you have ahead of you!! ;-) The events I love the most are those in which he gets an audience performing the parts of instruments as well as vocalists... there's a video somewhere of such a scene (in Boston, maybe?), outdoors, where he performs Ave Maria with the crowd... The guy can do outrageously wonderful things with his voice. When I first became aware of him, I had a very young nephew who was always making noise with his mouth, it was actually quite annoying especially for his parents -- and I thought "This must be what Bobby McFerrin was like when he was little, only magnified!"
Our family and almost everyone we know uses Bonnerup and Sons. They freak me out. I prefer a different one be used for me if I should keel over.
My father died about 18 months after my grandmother. My mom said, "Just do everything exactly the same as you did for Mom."
So, when we got to the visitation, the little pamphlets they handed out used "she" to refer to the deceased. "She." You'd think that they would be intelligent enough to know that a person would want the pronouns altered to fit the gender of the loved one who died!
I took a look at their website.
I've always had pretty good experiences with funeral directors (fingers crossed).
How ghastly! Hadn't seen that one before and hope to never see its like again.