Road Trip to Montreal
As was expected The haggis's relative from Montreal passed away.
We might have not found out about it in time, had it not been for the fact that I slept in on Thursday morning.
-Let me explain that.
Thursday morning the Haggis went to work a bit early, at 8am he was out the door and I was still in bed. I rolled over and thought "Just another 5 minutes and I'll get up"
The next thing I knew the phone was ringing and it was 9:45am - fifteen minutes after I should have been at school. I was so groggy and befuddled I didn't bother answering the phone, but checked the call display. Someone from Montreal had called, and I realized that could mean nothing good. I called Montreal and got the details. By two O'clock The Haggis's Sister and her boyfriend were on there way to Montreal, and the Haggis and I were making our final arrangements to leave.
We left a little later than I would have liked, and did not arrive in Montreal until Nine PM. The next Morning the Haggis and His sister went to the air port to pick up there parents.
Haggis's father was very depressed looking, and understandably as "H" (The relative that passed away) represented for him the last of the Montreal family. These were the people who basically rescued him (haggis's father) and his family from immigration limbo by sponsoring them to come to Canada.
Just as bad, (I suspect) as the death of a friend and rescuer, is the fact that this man is close to him in age.
"Family is getting smaller and smaller, Cemetery is getting bigger and bigger." Haggis's father mutterd.
As we sat in the funeral home Synagogue, listening to a Cantor sing with the voice of an angel, I was stuck by the fact that this was at least the fourth time that I have been in this particular funeral home.
This was a difficult trip for the Haggis, He too is feeling the loss of the Montreal family, and the death of "H" is reminding him all too keenly of his parents mortality.
Its bitterly sobering.
We all swore that we would try to get out to Montreal and visit the remaining family under better circumstances.
We might have not found out about it in time, had it not been for the fact that I slept in on Thursday morning.
-Let me explain that.
Thursday morning the Haggis went to work a bit early, at 8am he was out the door and I was still in bed. I rolled over and thought "Just another 5 minutes and I'll get up"
The next thing I knew the phone was ringing and it was 9:45am - fifteen minutes after I should have been at school. I was so groggy and befuddled I didn't bother answering the phone, but checked the call display. Someone from Montreal had called, and I realized that could mean nothing good. I called Montreal and got the details. By two O'clock The Haggis's Sister and her boyfriend were on there way to Montreal, and the Haggis and I were making our final arrangements to leave.
We left a little later than I would have liked, and did not arrive in Montreal until Nine PM. The next Morning the Haggis and His sister went to the air port to pick up there parents.
Haggis's father was very depressed looking, and understandably as "H" (The relative that passed away) represented for him the last of the Montreal family. These were the people who basically rescued him (haggis's father) and his family from immigration limbo by sponsoring them to come to Canada.
Just as bad, (I suspect) as the death of a friend and rescuer, is the fact that this man is close to him in age.
"Family is getting smaller and smaller, Cemetery is getting bigger and bigger." Haggis's father mutterd.
As we sat in the funeral home Synagogue, listening to a Cantor sing with the voice of an angel, I was stuck by the fact that this was at least the fourth time that I have been in this particular funeral home.
This was a difficult trip for the Haggis, He too is feeling the loss of the Montreal family, and the death of "H" is reminding him all too keenly of his parents mortality.
Its bitterly sobering.
We all swore that we would try to get out to Montreal and visit the remaining family under better circumstances.
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