Unremarkable remarks

I went to the memorial service of Shirley, the caretaker for SOAP hall, yesterday, and it was a remarkable service in many ways.

I have never been to a memorial service where someone’s contributions to society as a worker have been made so much of.  Yet there was no mention made of class.  I have never been to a memorial service which completely left Jebus out of it, and yet yielded to sentimental comments about meeting again in heaven. Bagpipes attended, with Amazing Grace.  Local dignitaries attended her funeral – the acting Mayor of New Westminster, among others.  The Hall she lived in and worked at for almost 20 years hosted and fed her mourners for free; I learned that Steve Shearer wrote a song inspired by the hall and a conversation with Shirley called “The Old Folks Memorial Hall”, which I won’t comment on because of a certain little animated bunny.

I thank Sue, who is among the best and most adroit of women, for giving me a lift.

I am sorry Shirley has left this world.  Her friends and family are a good bunch of folks.

Now to see about heading back to the hall for church this morning after – I hope – the chance to get Jeff out for breakfast.