I went to Bill’s memorial service. I was wondering what he would look like if I saw him. Supposedly ghosts like to attend their funerals. I don’t see ghosts so I had no expectation of seeing one, just a curiosity. No- that’s not true. I was a little anxious that I might start seeing them.
We only saw Bill in suits at work. I wondered what Bill would wear if we saw him. I had a sense that he loved to dress up and add his dash of flair and color to every outfit he wore. He has a hot sauce tie that matched impeccably with his suit and shirt so that it looked like a beautiful outfit, not a tacky tie with a suit. He wore a lot of jewel tones (purples, blues) so that I noticed a vibrancy of color in his perfect color coordination.
A co-worker thought that Bill would wear a Hawaiian shirt and khakis on his free time. I had a sense of a casual suit. During the memorial service, I held my breath anxiously. I did so because I never know what to expect anymore. Thankfully, I saw no ghosts.
During one song, I saw Bill in my mind’s eye in a casual tan suit, probably a linen suit, get into a Cadillac convertible and ride straight into the sun. This suit idea conflicted with my co-worker’s idea so I doubted my vision. We asked his sister after the service what Bill would wear and she confirmed that he loved to dress well. If not doing work around the farm and going out, he’d be wearing a suit.
That was Bill riding into the spirit realm in style.
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