Saturday, July 28, 2012
mourning has broken
It occurred to me that my last post here was when my Dad died. 40 days has passed, and Catholic custom dictates that his passing be commemorated.
Me and my Mom were talking about this, on how we should follow religious custom. But Dad wasn’t a religious man. He believed in God, but not the Catholic Church.
So I’ll just commemorate this day in my own way.
Dad will understand.
But will other people? In the words of The Beatles:
When I find myself in times of trouble, Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be…
Dad digged The Beatles. And Mary too.
*virgin mary sticker at taxi window along north avenue.