Still in Timmins for the last day of 2008

Today we had the church service for Pepere Gerry. Marc and Auntie Chrissy and I carried the casket along with Uncle Marce and his nephews. It was a truly beautiful service. I did a reading from St Paul to the Thessalonians:

But we would not have you ignorant, brethren, concerning those who are asleep, that you may not grieve as others do who have no hope. For since we believe that Jesus died and rose again, even so, through Jesus, God will bring with him those who have fallen asleep. For this we declare to you by the word of the Lord, that we who are alive, who are left until the coming of the Lord, shall not precede those who have fallen asleep. For the Lord himself will descend from heaven with a cry of command,

with the archangel's call, and with the sound of the trumpet of God. And the dead in Christ will rise first; then we who are alive, who are left, shall be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air; and so we shall always be with the Lord. Therefore comfort one another with these words.

Afterwords, during the eulogy, I went up to say some unprepared stuff. My heart was screaming, and it was hard. But I collected myself and got through it.

Pepere would have loved to see all of his friends and family in church.

I just wanted to express to everyone how much Pepere Gerry helped my family, and how he helped raise my brother Marc.

I guess I got my ideas across, because everyone thanked me for my words after. I'm glad I was able to speak for my mother and express my family's gratitude for this great man's love.

My Pepere Gerry loved Jesus Christ with all his heart. No doubt he is where he wanted to be now.

We celebrated his life at his home, and then over at the Sullivan's house. It was great to see my family and reminice.

I'm heading home to Toronto tomorrow. I ran out of pot today, wasn't planning on staying so long, and didn't know I would have to smoke Paul. I'm getting a ride with Mike W. My brother Paul is supposed to go with us, but he is being such a dick I just want him to fuck off. He has been acting like a baby with poo in his diaper. Treating my mom like shit, with all she is going through.

Gerry Racicot 1932-2008

RACICOT, GERRY (1932-2008) The family announces with sorrow his unexpected death at home on Boxing Day, December 26, 2008 at age 76 years. Beloved husband of Frances (nee Bitz). Dear father of Bernadet Racicot of Mississauga, Rachele Racicot of Gatineau P.Q., Lewis Racicot of Toronto, Constable Christine Racicot of Mississauga and step- father of Margaret Adam of Timmins, Elizabeth Charbonneau (Dale) of South Porcupine, Angella Dikmic (Davor) of Brampton and Marcel Bertrand of Timmins. He was pre-deceased by his son Paul Leo Racicot (1995) and step-son Andre Bertrand (2007). He is also survived by 11 grandchildren and 2 great-grandchildren as well as his brother Gilles Racicot (Germaine) of Timmins and sisters Pat (Dr. John Sullivan) of Timmins, Jeannine (Mark Rumball) of Scarborough and Claudette Fregonese (late Bruno) of Schumacher. Also surviving is his former wife Maureen Wiser (Andy) of Toronto. Gerry was born and raised in Connaught where he and his family developed a love of music. He began playing piano and singing and entertaining at an early age and was well known throughout the community for his talent. He will be fondly remembered for his entertaining at many local venues including The Pav and the Fountain Court at the Empire Hotel as well as at the family establishment, the Connaught Hotel. He and his sisters also performed regularly a radio show at C.F.C.L. for a number of years. Gerry was a 35+ year employee of Brewer's Retail and was also a member of the Knights of Columbus (council 12589 St. Anthony's Padua). Funeral mass will be held at 1 p.m on Tuesday, December 30, 2008 from St. Anthony's Cathedral. IN LIEU OF FLOWERS, remembrance donations to the charity of your choice would be appreciated. The family will receive friends on Monday from 2-4 and 7-9 p.m. at the MIRON- WILSON FUNERAL HOME, 150 Balsam St. S. To light a memorial candle or make online condolences or donations, please visit www.mironwilson.com 1136

My Pepere Gerry passed away on Boxing Day. We spent Christmas day with him. We had a great time. He died peacefully in his sleep. The wake was today, the funeral is tomorrow. I have so many friends and family here in Timmins I could not ask for a more supportive environment.

Here is my Pepere, doing what he did best, playing the piano and entertaining the crowds.

Poutine, it's whats for dinner

My blogging has been half-assed, and in the future I plan on doing some whole-assed blogging. I'm going to Timmins today, Ian is driving up. It sucks that Mikey just got into Toronto and I haven't seen him yet, I hope we get some beers when I get back. I'm looking forward to seeing everyone back home, and eating Chez-Nous, as is my birthright.

Merry Christmas, Happy New Year!

Totally fucking not right in the head now.

My Uncle Joe died on Saturday. He was my Granny Mo's bro, technically my Moms uncle, but we always called him uncle Joe. He was 69, he had something wrong with his colon, they operated, he got an infection and had a stroke, then another, so they took him off life support.

Then I watched him die.

Then I went to visit a brand new human, my cousin Treya and her husband Andre's daughter Baby Lula Pearl Beaulieu Levesque! She is so cute, and she is going to be a pro video game player.

Stephen Harper is afraid

Twas a few weeks after the election and all through the House,
Not an MP was stirring to do anything about the economy, especially not Stephen Harper who was on an early Christmas Vacation.

Today the "Prime Minister" Stephen Harper, went to Canada's head of state Her Excellency the Right Honourable Michaëlle Jean, Representing Her Majesty Elisabeth the Second, Queen of Canada. He asked her to prorogue Parliament to avoid facing a vote of non confidence. She agreed and now Parliment is suspended until January 26th.

No one wants to lose their job right before Christmas.

I can relate. One time when I was in grade 3, my mom was away, my Uncle Ben and Aunt Laura Lee were taking care of us. Someone at school talked some trash about my mom, I told him to fuck off and got in shit for it. I was supposed to have detention the next day but, I faked sick. I used to have migraine headaches so I faked one of those. It sucked cause Ben needed Laura Lee at work that day but she stayed home to watch over me. Of course when I got to school I still had to face the music, and I had to apologize to so many people, I felt like shit.

But I was ten years old, and wasn't the Prime Minister of Canada.

Skipped the gym today. I hung out with Deidra and watched 30 Rock. Tomorrow I'm going for sure.

I got back to the gym today. I haven't been in forever, which sucks cause I still pay for it. I listened to some Dj mixes from the Deep end @ Burning Man while I ran. It made me think about my life and my goals. I really want to go to Burning Man again next year and I want to move to Japan. I will need a job to pay for it all.