As people filed into the
door at the old funeral home in late November of 1999. People grieving of
the lost of their good friend . Beautiful bouquets of red and
white flowers were hanging in the dull funeral home. Family and friends
gathered for this horrific event. Many people attended, but only a few could
say they knew him. His best friends whom he spent every Sunday morning with,
drinking hot coffee and eating scrumptious French toast. His two daughters and
one son whom he loved spending time with. His beloved grandchildren and how he
spoiled them to death like every other grandparent does to their grandchildren.
That was Roger Wilson, a good man even if he did some things that he
regrets.
Visitors and friends
lined up to share their thoughts to the family members of Roger. Every remark
that was made, made each family member slowly start to feel water rushing to
the eyes. Roger, was loved by many people. The person who really turned Roger
around was Mrs. Luella Bates Washington Jones. Roger had told this story to his
children and grandchildren many times. He wanted new shoes but he didn’t have
the money to get them so he thought that gave him the right to steal it from
someone else. Which was how he made a mistake, and could’ve really paid a price
for it. Luckily, he met a woman who was willing to turn him into a young man,
when he had no parents for him. He lived, in a ratty apartment in the middle of
a rotten alley. Roger, was left it alone. When he finally got his life
together, he never got the chance to thank her ever again. He always meant for
it to happen, but it never did…
The funeral was ending,
people were weeping and saying there last condolences. With workers clearing
out the beautiful flowers and other used items, people heard a squeaky nice
coming from the hall. Every person in the room looked up with their eyes
glowing in wonder. They looked up and saw a nurse wearing green scrubs, and a
woman in a wheelchair. The nurse spoke.
“Is this the funeral for
Roger Wilson? My patient, Mrs. Luella Bates Washington Jones asked me to come
take her here.”
When they heard that name,
Roger’s entire family went up to talk to her. She spoke and asked to see Roger’s
body, that was laid to rest. She saw him, and broke down crying. The last thing
she said to his family was..
“My dear boy Roger, I’m
glad you turned your life around”
And then she exited the dreary funeral home.
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