When did you go to your first funeral?
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The first time there was a close death that I really comprehended, I was 16. An old friend from our neighborhood, a children’s author who took different kids under his wing, died. They didn’t have a funeral but I attended a get-together at the house.
The first person I saw laid out in a coffin was a friend’s dad. I believe I was still in my late teens.
I haven’t been to that many funerals, and only a few where they had an open casket.
I was 5… it was my grandfathers.
I was 13, it was my mother’s, then at 13 1/2, it was my Grandmothers, then at 14 it was my Grandfathers and it just keeps going…..It’s like the Energizer Bunny of Death….That was supposed to be funny but now that I think about it, it might have been a bit inappropriate…Oh well, glass is half full.
I was 8 or 9 when my Po-po (dad’s dad) had his final of 8 heart attacks. But I wasn’t allowed to see a dead relative in a casket ’till around 12.
I was a freshman in high school, and it was my (at the time) boyfriend’s dad, who passed away from MS. I had never actually met the man.
The horrible thing was that I was planning on breaking up with him a few days beforehand. When he called to tell me that he couldn’t see the movie like we planned because his dad died, I felt so awful that I stayed with him for another six months. I couldn’t be responsible for his losing his dad and his girlfriend in the same day.
My Dad in 1987.
My grandpa (Dad’s dad), when I was six. I don’t really remember much about it, except that he looked so very peaceful and happy laying there.
My grandmother’s funeral when I was 9.
Since my grandmother’s funeral, I have been to TOO many others.
At 13 when my great-grandma Froom died.My first family funeral,I didnt like it and I still dont like funerals.
I don’t know how old I was but some memories I have are very clear and others are very foggy. It was my great grandma Moore’s. I remember it was in the old Greenridge church and I remember what dress I was wearing. I also felt very faint and my dad had to take me outside. Start of claustrophobia???? That church was packed to the rafters. I had to have been 5 or 6.
Good connection, Joy. Maybe it did start your claustrophobia because it scared you. Death use to scare me as I kid, I think it is because no one really explained it to me and maybe they didn’t understand it either.
My first funeral was my grandpa’s (mom’s mom) at 6 yrs old. Died of lung cancer. My grandma, his wife, still going at age 86.
My great aunt Annie’s funeral.I cant remember my age but I was little(6 maybe).Sat right in the back of the packed little old church…would it have been the old Greenridge church I wonder?Out there anyhow,and Joy yup…I too wonder if it started my claustrophobia.I remember wanting out of there and I still feel that way at funerals.
Yes Karen, I do think Aunt Annie’s funeral was still in the old church. I remember I flew up there for that one. Toby was just a baby so it had to be 81 or 82. I remember standing outside with Uncle Lorne. Neither of us would go in until the casket was closed. I stayed with Audra in Winnipeg. That funeral was really hard to get though.
I was about 10yrs old then…makes more sense why i remember then.Wonder why Mom even took me to it.
I was 4, a little boy my brother went to school with was hit by a car. All I remember was seeing him and thinking how small he was. I think he was only 6 years old.
My first funeral of someone who was close to me was when I was 20 and my aunt/godmother passed away.
The first funeral I remember is my great grandma’s funeral. She lived to be 102. I think I was about nine. It scared me a little because it was the first time I saw my grandpa cry.
That I remember would have to be my great grandpa’s, but I have no idea how old I was, younger than 8 I think.
I was shielded from funerals as a child unless it was a direct family member so I only went to 1 as a child. My first funeral as an adult came when I was 18 and pregnant with taylor. My great grandfather died..
I don’t remember going to any funerals when I was young. I think my family was a bit anti funeral. We recently went to several ,our grandparent all passed in the same year so it was one after another and actually I got to where I appreciated the funny stories people would tell about their lives and that it seemed to honor and appreciate their lives I’m really glad I went. The last one was really hard it was a girl younger then I and her son 13 years old. It was really tough.
I think my first funeral was of like a great aunt or something..and it was in her house! YUCK! That part I do remember.
my first funeral was my great great great aunt, i remember being frozen at a moment, petrified, devastated, and i was about 5years old. how sad.
My best friends funeral 7 months ago.I’m Sixteen
My grandpa just died 17 minutes ago and first one was last year with my dads friends dad. i am 13
I’m so sorry for you Ray. Thanks for commenting.
I was 3 years old when my grandmother died. I don’t remember much, but it still has an impact on my life.
i have never been to a funeral. My beloved grandmother died and I wasn’t able to go. I still regret it to this day.