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the last funeral i attended was 13 years ago; i was eight. the thought of an open casket scares me. not so much fear of the dead, but rather our detachment from the earth, our obsession with the body. this weekend will be my first viewing, my first rosary, my first funeral for someone i knew and loved. a chance to see the living who witnessed his
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