Tuesday, April 04, 2006

Wise Words



Tears from laughter do more healing than tears from sorrow.

When Jeffrey came for coffee Monday morning he told hubby that his brother-in-law had died on Saturday evening and then, with a smile, told him what had happened.

His wife's sister (a lady in her 40's) and her husband (a man in his 60's) had been separated since last fall and had been talking by phone and considering a reconciliation. Since she lived in NE Arkansas and he in Somewhere, Alabama, they decided to meet in Cleveland, Mississippi to talk things over. After a dose of viagra and 3 continuous hours of "talking", they took a 20 minute rest after which, he died. She proceeded with CPR until the paramedics arrived but nothing could be done to revive him. She told her sister of the horror and embarrassment of having to tell the paramedics what happened, then the police, and then having to also relate the events to a preacher who had been called on her behalf. After she'd told him everything he patted her on the back and said, "Well dear woman, at least he died happy."

That sweet, wonderful, man, a stranger, brought to light what everyone at the scene had been thinking and gave that poor lady a few moments of peace amid the tragedy.

13 comments:

MissKris said...

I think that man died Every Man's dream death...mercy, what a way to go!

Haha...I'm afraid those birds are safe from me, too, on "Hairball Bowling." I'm a Lefty trying to play with a right-handed mouse so I'm sure they're all snickering at me, lol!

Mary Lou said...

OOOOHH How sad! ;)

Bluejean Baby said...

I'm with MissKris, I believe that would be every man's favorite way to go.
Good for the preacher!

Leslie said...

Well, he sure ended this life with a bang. It's not often that humour can be found in such a sad situation. Good for the preacher indeed.

cassie-b said...

That didn't even sound like a true story. I'm having a difficult time processing the information.

How hard to admit how the whole thing happened.

Cindra said...

I remember about 4 years ago when my husband was playing golf with a buddy. They were on the 11th tee and his friend hit a beautiful shot which they were all admiring when the friend said, "Oh!" and was gone. My husband gave him CPR for 15 minutes while they waited for paramedics to arrive. He said the one thing that made him feel better was to know his friend saw what a great shot it was and he died happy and proud.
I think your friend died happy and proud, too.

Special K said...

Good lord. Well, I suppose that would take some of the sting out of it.

Please give my best to Jerri, too.

John Strain said...

Ended life with a bang. Leslie

:)

Joe said...

I bet that never got the smile off his face! :-)

Barry---Leghumper said...

You KNOW that's the way that I would want to go. When are you ever going to have time to talk to an old friend???

Dan said...

Hey Hot stuff-----Could you think of a better way to go????? Come out and play with friends. You just might enjoy some fresh air. Enjoy life a little, you never know when it's your turn.

wanda said...

He went out with a bang! You gotta love that Leslie.
The truth is when there is so much sadness in this ole world, it's almost comforting to know there are ways to make your exit that aren't quite so sad.
I'm just wondering if that viagra held up into the other world.

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