"Remember that one guy? What was his name?"
"Oh, yeah...that guy. What the hell was his name?"
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"Remember that one guy? What was his name?"
"Oh, yeah...that guy. What the hell was his name?"
Oh, they'll name colleges after me, erect statues, the usual. Then, in about 100-200 years or so, they'll get all PC and rename the schools, tear down the statues, re-write history, and I'll fade into obscurity.
Or not.
I hope to be remembered well but the only memory that's important to me is my son's. Hopefully he'll remember me with thankful thoughts.
A note engraved on a bench in the cemetery where my grand father Is buried says. " here i sat but now I'm gone I left my name to carry on, those who knew it knew me well, those who didn't can go to he!!".
For me I hope to be remembered as someone that did what he could when prob arose, as a good friend, son, father, and husband. There are those that will be happy to see me go, but they are the ones that got in the way of the list above. So frankly I don't see them as a loss.
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Originally Posted by Rooskibar03
We are strangers in a strange land.Quote:
Originally Posted by Gman
This life is our time to wander in the wilderness before we return home; to the place that has been prepared for us.
Be safe.
I'm going to be surprised if more than three or four people even show up to my funeral. The few people who actually know me will most likely pass on before I do.
I do take comfort in knowing that my two step kids (who I pretty much raised) will probably remember me fondly for the rest of their days.
How will they remember me [facepalm][dig][Beer][Beer][blah-blah][Beer]
As many others have said, I don't care.