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Funeral hymn

March 12, 2013

This is an excerpt from my second book, “Memory Harvest of a Sharecropper’s Son,” which is now available in Amazon Kindle format and in printed format. This story is about a song at a funeral.

My number two sister married a young man named Billy. In late 1983, Billy died of a massive heart attack. Billy was buried on a cool, clear day in November without a cloud in the sky. Clay, a nephew, sang the special music. During the singing of one song (I believe the name was “He is Risen”), the lights began to dim. As Clay sang words about the thunder crashing and the lightening flashing, the lights in the church dimmed to off momentarily and there was a loud crash of static over the PA system. The lights came back on. Clay said the hair on his head stood straight up. My sister said later that she could just see Billy looking down at us and saying, “Gotcha.”

Later, we heard that digital clocks all over town had stopped because we had a power brownout. To this day, we have not heard what caused the brownout!


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