Eulogy For Employee

Family: Gabriel is 12 year old Hispanic male who lives in Fords NJ with DCP&P resource parent Mr. Ronny Chirichello and two foster siblings. Gabriel has been in Mr. Chirichello home for the past 19 months. Gabriel has adjusted well to Mr. Chirichello home. Mr. Chirichello holds Gabriel accountable for his acting out behaviors in school and give him appropriate consequences (i.e. taking away his cell phone, no TV, games system or outside time, etc). Gabriel responds well to Mr. Chirichello directives and house rules. Gabriel continues to have ongoing difficulties with emotional boundaries with his bio-mom. Gabriel and his sister does not have the best sibling relationship. Gabriel mention to Mr. Chirichello that before his brother passed away he and his sister was close but sine their brother’s death they do not get along.

The upper class The class in society a Roman held, played a huge role in how elaborate the funeral ceremony was, and how well the body was preserved. The wealthy would be guarentted an elaborate ceremony. The body of the deceased would be on display for mourning for a lengthy period of time, and treated with extreme care, as explained earlier. The body would never be left alone as it was belived this would be bad luck for the deceaseds afterlife.

I strive to be as generous and diligent as my great-grandfather, Alfred Lamson. Lamson came from humble and challenging beginnings. He was born in Lawtell, Louisiana to a farmer-turned-banker father and a german-immigrant mother in 1917. At the age of one, his mother died; and at the age of twelve, the Great Depression started. Through these trying times, Lamson found comfort in Boy Scouts.

Father, I intercede, according to your will, on the behalf of Elijah. That he will come into the understanding of your ways and how to walk in faith through all aspects of his life.

When we were working together and she would talk about retirement I always told her the same thing "I don't want you to leave me and I'll be sad, but I'm happy for you because you deserve it."

Mrs. Perez was a lovely lady that loved her family a lot and really like to enjoy things in life. She always wanted to do things on her own and not be dependent of anyone. Really independent lady, enjoys bowling and spending times with friends and her family. She’s from a small town in Texas called Brownsville, that’s really close to the border of Mexico so you know it’s a struggle. People have to work hard to have a better lifestyle for their families. That’s exactly what Mrs. Perez tries to do for her family but it didn’t really work out while her husband was alive.

I extend to you my deepest sympathy on the death of your son, Specialist Patrick E.

To my beautiful wife Hallie Baxter, you have saved my life by giving me purpose and perspective. When I think back about the time I was sitting at that bus stop bench in japan, and you messaged me that day. I didn’t know what to say at first, but as time passed and our love grew our wedding day finally came. I knew when I looked into your eyes that day I found the other half of my heart. Never in my life have I gazed upon someone so kind, strong, beautiful or smart. You have stuck beside me through thick and thin. Without you I would have never laid eyes on our beautiful daughters face. I don’t know where I would have ended up without you. But I know I am grateful to be with you every sec of every day. What I’m trying to say is that you taught

Eulogy for Rab I am Johnny Tremain, friend and fellow worker of Rab’s. Not many have the gift of kindness, but Rab sure did. I remember when I met Rab, he was talking to a lady about her pig. He was an apprentice in the printing business, working for his uncle. The lady wanted a lost ad for her lost pig, Myra.

Connie felt not worthy of her mother, she felt she was less than her sister, yet she knew she was better than her sister June. Connie’s mother spoke about June so positive and so negatively about Connie, still, Connie knew she was prettier and better than June. Connie needed the reassurance even if it was from herself. “She was locked inside it the way she was locked inside this house.” Additionally, Connie feels locked inside herself, she is locked in her comfort zone, where it was fun and games. Connie soon realizing that this Friend guy is no fun but scary games. She wanted to stay at home where that other guy treated her, where she knew she was better than June, where her mother and father could help her. Now, there was no help no light in the day time, all she saw was darkness and evil in Friend’s eyes.

Arianna Huffington, founder and CEO of Huffington post wrote an article called “Are You Living Your Eulogy or Your Resume ?”(2013) . She claims that “It shouldn't take a near-death experience to remind us of  what we’re all going to lose one day” (1).

If there's anyone who could brighten up a room full of people arguing over which part of the turkey they want, disagreeing over politics, sharing the latest family gossip, it's definitely him. It's Thanksgiving and as I enter my grandparent’s house, I see him conversing with my aunt who's resemblance is uncanny, as he sips his glass of white wine and instantly looks up at me. It’s my grandfather, Gelo.

The scent of fresh pine and baked turkey dominates over all senses, surging into the crisp air of the kitchen. Presents are stacked to the brim of the Christmas tree, while a toy train intermittently passes by. Effervescent ornaments sparkle with the memories of past years. Rooms are full with aunts, uncles, distant cousins, all of who push their troubles aside to celebrate this day once a year: Christmas . It is chaos, but the good kind.

I apologize for the late response, it's been a little hectic with finals but thank you for sending me the summaries on your research! It sounds fascinating, I'm particularly interested at the research looking at the biogeography of nitrifying bacteria across Oregon and studies in agriculture. Over the past three years of performing research, I've enjoyed not only working in a laboratory setting but performing field research. It's an aspect I hope to explore further in the future.

Lying here, waiting is difficult because I am scared, but at the same time excited, yet worried, and I don’t know if I really am ready to be a mother.