Just got back from the funeral. We had to stand in the parking lot there were so many people. At first, I was able to listen to the speakers and think about all the times we had a laugh. Karn Dodd recounted a bunch of fun times and mentioned that Vinnie had hoped to have a family. Various other people spoke and after quite a while the crowd in the parking lot was able to file in. After the crowds dispersed a bit, I got inside and realized there was an open casket, which is a little freaky to me. I got into an empty side room and watched the slide show. Much like any of our lives, there he was as a little kid, there he was graduating, there he was hugging his sister, there he was kissing his cute little dog. So sad to have it cut short. For no particular reason, I decided to go through the receiving line at the casket. They say that it can give a person closure or finality, I just know that I wanted to do it. The line was still out of the door and I was the last one. As I re-entered the main hall, I noticed Vinnie’s little dog sitting there in the front pew. Poor little guy, he’ll miss Vinnie as much as any of us.
Vinnie’s dad Amarjeet was standing bedside the casket looking sad but stoic, having received several hundred people with dignity, I was so impressed at his strength. His mom too was reaching out to each person individually with thanks, her hand on Vinnie’s head. It was so sad and so sweet, having just lost their son. They were totally in the moment, as sad as the occasion was, and Vinnie’s mom noticed my company shirt and made the connection, “oh yes, you’re from Radar Hill, he mentioned you”. “Yes,” I said, “he called me on Thursday. I didn’t get a chance to tell him that my wife and I are expecting our first child”.
I think he would have enjoyed hearing that.