Eulogy for Mikey boy

Eulogy for Mikey boy

fiction
edward w pritchard

I cringed when cousin Tim began his eulogy for Mikey boy. It was a small funeral but both Mikey boy and cousin Tim were neer do wells and drunkards. I was surprised that Aunt Jane allowed Tim to give the eulogy.

I watched Aunt Jane carefully as Tim continued.

Mike was generous he said. When we were catting around before we went to Viet Nam Mike always paid for two rooms when we picked up women up at Marelli's Bar, and Mike wouldn't hear of me paying for one. That's when Mike was making good money over at Clarkson Steel.

I looked over at Aunt Jane and was surprised that she was smiling.