My Dad's Funeral

Robert Clayton died on October 7, 2007 peacefully at home. I was able to fly to Salt Lake to go to the funeral. My impressions are what I wish to describe.

I felt relief that my dad was over his suffering. 14 years at home with a caregiver is not a great way to live. His quality of life was poor for a long time. In the end his mind was gone, and he was almost in a coma. This makes me hope for a quick death. Maybe fall off a cliff like my son. Quick.

At the funeral, we played a tape of my Dad's beautiful tenor voice singing "Mother MacRee". That was the point in the funeral service that I broke down. I loved my dad's singing and have a love for GOOD male tenors like Pavarotti, Josh Groben, etc.

My mother seemed quite fine and relieved. She did her task well. Now what will she do with herself? Is she hiding her pain? Probably.

It had been 10 years since I'd seen some of my cousins who attended. You know the experience of seeing someone after many years and noticing the wrinkles and grey hair! We all get to age....or not!