Thread: My Dearest Jane
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Old Oct 15, 2005, 06:16 PM
wisewoman wisewoman is offline
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thanks. I was at the burial of my friend's ashes today and it was pooring rain. Sherriffs lead the caravan. Mostly because we were afraid of fighting breaking out. Blue knoights were there. Lots of people. As my friend's son put the urn into the ground I was awestruck at the reality and the finality all at once. That beautiful box we had picked out now buried. We filled the hole. So in a way I know it with this friend who only died 9/11. But with my Jane I can only know that it still seems impossible unreal.