"MareCat" > wrote in message
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> "D.Currie" > wrote in message
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>> "MareCat" > wrote in message
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>>> I've only ever been to two funerals -- one for a coworker who died of a
>>> heart attack at the age of 35, and one for a friend who died of stomach
>>> cancer at the age of 46. Everyone else who's ever been close to me is
>>> still living.
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>> That's amazing. My parents brought me to wakes and funerals when I was a
>> little kid. Partly because they couldn't afford a sitter, partly because
>> it wasn't all that unusual in our family for kids to attend, and I
>> suppose it also was their attempt to explain death. But I went to a whole
>> lot of wakes and funerals for aunts, uncles, friends of my parents,
>> cousins. One grandparent (the only one still alive while I was) and I
>> drove 900 miles for that one.
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> My extended family all lived far away from us while I was growing up, so
> either just my mom or my dad attended the funerals of my grandparents.
> I've lost one aunt and one uncle in recent years, but I wasn't close to
> either of them, and so didn't make the trips across country to attend
> those funerals. And as amazing as it sounds, I don't remember my parents
> losing any of their friends while I was growing up.
>
> Mary

Distance plays a part, for sure. Traveling across the country isn't very
practical on short notice. Could be, too, that your parents didn't say much
to you about people dying, where mine would bring me with.

Donna