tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4925627187292850018.post4998945239619498308..comments2012-06-26T09:00:14.924-07:00Comments on Rosewoman's ramblings: The awkward altar callPat Kurzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14371710537042192910noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4925627187292850018.post-52891401487122785842012-06-26T09:00:14.924-07:002012-06-26T09:00:14.924-07:00Pat, I feel your frustration. I, too have attende...Pat, I feel your frustration. I, too have attended services where the person described by the minister/priest/whatever, didn't match the friend I had known! The worst one was for my father. Dad had attended that church for over 30 years, but the priest obviously didn't know him and did not pay attention to what we had told him about my father. I was already vulnerable and unhappy, the eulogy given just made it more so. In your blog, you have given your friend a meaningful eulogy.Johttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16104209407172978249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4925627187292850018.post-7496870788870214332012-05-24T18:23:36.290-07:002012-05-24T18:23:36.290-07:00A loving tribute, Pat. When my father died the mi...A loving tribute, Pat. When my father died the minister who presided at his memorial service had never met him. She took notes during my eulogy and then literally lifted her eulogy from mine! I was furious. I have a minister friend who is more of a wisewoman and I hope she lives long enough to preside at my funeral because I don't want some stranger talking about me.Stephanie Friezehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04317117338063884811noreply@blogger.com