Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Recessional

Unlike yesterday's horribly sad funeral (yes, still thinking too much about it), today I played and sang at a funeral for an 87 year old woman. 

Her only request was that a recording of her favorite polka be played as people excited the church. 

Everyone left smiling. 

Now that's the way to do it, folks.

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