We watched the memorial for John McCain staged in Washington DC today.

I was moved by certain thoughts and quotes, and certainly certain music triggers, but truth be known, the whole while I was interspersing the experience of my own father’s funeral, fifty years ago this coming April.

The one thing I was particularly struck by at my father’s funeral was the measure of bewilderment in the demeanor of the people there.  The implications of that were a comfort to me at the time.

Senator McCain apparently planned the structure and details of his own funeral.  Fortunately, the luck he always said he’d had in life was with him to the end, as nothing fell apart in the execution.

Stand-alone, it seemed a ‘tonic’ for the nation’s psyche at this time.

I share with John McCain the sense of having been lucky in life.  If there is a point to this post, perhaps it is to share that fact with you.

In all honesty, I have been unnaturally lucky.  I may, in fact, have come by some of the luck you were due.

I would appreciate your not holding this against me.