alittlebrowndog: Funeral For A Hero

Welcome to my humble blog........

I came across this site because Viv told me about a friend's "must see" Blog - which I finally found because it's 'dot' not "@" blogspot.com.

I somehow ended up with my own Blog but I had no idea what the heck to do said Blog. I decided on it's original content whilst chatting with a guy I met online who I called The Lounge Singer. He thought I was funny and suggested that I write my witticisms down.

It started out with me pecking away at the keyboard for the sake of posterity. Eventually, it took on a new life and it morphed into a Blog of my online dating experiences.

I hope you enjoy alittlebrowndog

NOTE: Should you find yourself the subject of one of my essays, don't get all jerked up. Stand up, smile and be proud that you made such an impression on me - because it's not easy.

Hugs!!!!!

Sunday, May 10, 2015

Funeral For A Hero

There is nothing more moving than experiencing a police funeral.

Hearing trumpets playing "Taps" in the distance.
Feeling the weight of the helicopters flying over in unison leaving one space empty for the deceased.

Witnessing the final procession being led by bagpipers somberly walking as drummers beat a dirge which gets louder and louder.

The body of a hero passing by one final time in a hearse covered with flowers.

The family members being escorted by the department protecting them in vehicles with tinted windows.

Through the dark windows you get an unexpected glimpse of a wife holding their infant child, a exhausted mother resting her head on a strong shoulder, a child wearing his father's police cap staring in awe or a sister pressing a hand on the window whispering "Thank you. Thank you."