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The Ultimate Shaggy Dog Story
Published on Saturday, June 16, 2012 by

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In memory of my Dad, John Milton Schulze, Jr.  Navy Pilot, Devout Catholic, Devoted Husband, Amazing Father, Loving Papa, The Teller of All Shaggy Dog Stories.  Happy Father’s Day Dad.  I miss you so deeply that it hurts.  You went too soon.  We still needed you.  Today’s blog writing challenge is “Hanging Out In The Cemetery.”

Yup.  My Dad was indeed the teller of all tales shaggy.  He could tell a shaggy dog story so well that we even questioned his real stories, anticipating another shoe to drop.  Even after his death, he managed to find a way to get the last laugh.

It took a few months after my father’s death for me to gather up the courage to visit his grave.  I was working offsite and found myself near the cemetery.  In that moment, I knew it was time.

I held my breath as I turned my car into the lane.  My eyes began to feel swollen, my breath short.  Slowly, my van found it’s way to the correct section.  I put it in park and turned off the engine. And then I sat.

Gathering all the strength I had, I got out of the car and walked towards the very area I had sat in just months before.  Memories of my mother next to me.  A flag draped coffin.  And an honor guard shooting in salute to my Dad.

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The tears began to well in my eyes, but had yet to make their way down my tightened face.

My father’s marker had not been installed yet, causing me to search a minute or two for the place he was laid to rest.  And then instantly, I was there.  Looking down in to an unmarked area of dirt, knowing my father was just underneath my feet.  It was almost surreal.

I knelt on the ground and stared.  My tears found an instant release, blazing a trail down my now sweaty face.  I began to talk to my father.  I cried.  I told him how much I loved him.  How much I missed him.  And how my firstborn David was going to miss out more than anyone.  After all, my family had him for many years.  My son only had him for a few.

For twenty minutes I let it all out.  I told him everything.  I cried.  I laughed at myself.  And then I cried some more.  Suddenly, I felt a gentle breeze next to me.  I turned, looked to the right and saw a grave with my father’s name on it.  And stopped dead in my tracks.

For twenty minutes, I had been crying over a stranger’s grave.  With my knowing father just behind me, twinkle still shining in his eye.  I stumbled to my feet, walked to the correct grave and said, “Ummmm, yea.  All that stuff over there?  Ditto for you.”  And then I laughed out loud.

On my next visit, I discovered the name of my new-found friend.  It was Camille.  I decided newly deceased Camille must have needed the tears more than my father.  From then on, every time I went to see my father, I visited Camille as well.

Only my father could swing something like that from heaven.  “Hey Jesus, got a minute?  Can you make my daughter walk a few extra steps to the left?  Then I’ll take it from here.”

Indeed, it was my father who anticipated my pile of tears and arranged to send me out of the graveyard laughing.  The ultimate shaggy dog story.  I miss you Dad.  So much, it hurts.

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  • That is a beautiful “shaggy dog” story. I am sure that Camille enjoys your visits now along with your father. Maybe she was in on the joke! I’m sorry that you lost your father too soon. There is never enough time in a lifetime.

  • Ron

    Katherine, my friend, this post is absolutely stunning!

    You had me in tears one moment and laughing the next.

    “I stumbled to my feet, walked to the correct grave and said, “Ummmm, yea.  All that stuff over there?  Ditto for you.”  And then I laughed out loud.”

    HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA! OMG, how funny!

    And it’s so sweet to hear that every time you  went to visit your father, you visited Camille as well.

    Your father sounded like such an awesome man. And I know he looks down at this post and….smiles!

    Thanks so much for sharing. Really enjoyed reading this!

    (((( You )))))

    X

  • Wendy

    Yes, I can just see your dad ‘swinging that’. I thought I would never visit my mom in the cemetery. But, I do. When her first great granddaughter was born, I sat there and felt her presence.How she would have loved that!  What better place to laugh with a loved one who is gone. The hurt never really leaves because neither does the love.

  • Oh, I’m sorry but I can’t stop laughing!  You did have me really choked up at first, but now I keep laughing.  This is a fantastic story of how to see the humour in any situation.  Your dad knew just how to do that, by turning a traumatic moment into something you will always remember with a smile.

  • Katherine, you post is sad, sweet and this hilariously funny.  I’m sure you Dad got a royal kick out of you crying over someone else’s grave.  Camille probably thought it was a bit strange, too.  But your tears were not wasted.  It is sad when we lose our loved ones too soon.  They live on in our hearts every day.

  • Katherine, I think you inherited your father’s storytelling abilities! What a funny, sweet, sad and loving tribute to your dad. I think he deserves at least 500 points for setting you up like that. 😉

    Hugs, my friend. 

  • It doesn’t happen a lot, but sometimes life gives you one of those ‘feels so right’ moments, and rarer still is when one happens right when you need it, like this one did.

  • I can relate to some of this… the honor ceremony/flag. When my father had that, I had a hard time with it. An amazing ceremony. It’s excellent you left with a smile though. The positive memories must stay strong!

  • This is a really beautiful tribute to your wonderful dad.  I’m sorry you lost him too young, but I’m glad you had him.

  • Oh, Katherine. I am so sorry for the loss of your father. But this was SUCH a beautiful story AND funny as hell  – I can’t believe you cried at the wrong grave for all that time, and I love how  NOW you also visit Camille when you visit your father. 

    xoxoxo

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