Ron’s eulogy for my folks.
Today we buried my wifeâ€™s parents in Flagstaff Arizona. These are the words I would like to have said at the service, but I canâ€™t even think them without crying. There is no way I could have said them.
My favorite memories of Cleo and Jennifer show their humor. Cleo constantly joked with wait staff at the many restaurant meals we shared. Theyâ€™d ask â€œIs there any thing else I can get you?â€
Heâ€™d always â€“ to the point of annoyance sometimes â€“ answer â€œMoney?â€
My favorite story of Jennifer I didnâ€™t experience directly but heard later, probably from Cleo. On one of the many trips the two of them took together they were on a beach. She noticed him check out a bikini clad woman walking along the shore and said, â€œCleo, the only way you could get that girl was if you chased her down waving your W2.â€
I was reminded of him at church last week when I noticed a woman in the aisle barefoot. Cleo once commented to someone who asked what Suanna and Iâ€™s church was like after he visited.
â€œNo one at their church wears shoes.â€
Which for Hope Chapel in Austin was funny but only half true.
The most important thing Cleo and Jennifer did for me though was to raise a daughter who knows how to be a better wife than I deserve. Their relationship taught her that life together isnâ€™t always easy. You donâ€™t always get along. You arenâ€™t perfect toward each other.
But you approach life together. You try to make each other and everyone else laugh. You make the best of the bad times and in the end you are always there for each other.
And when you pass on, they take your bodies, turn them to ashes. Mingle those ashes together. Encase them in stone. And bury them in the ground side by side.
Then for as long as this planet circles its star the two of you will always be together.