Poop Check out this obituary from my town. - Page 2

How would you like your kids to write this obituary for you.

FWIW he was a resident in the rest home where my grandpa is and they entire staff is required to wear masks 100% of the time.

Obituary of Marvin J. Farr

Dr. Marvin James Farr, 81, of Scott City, Kan., passed away Dec. 1, 2020, in isolation at Park Lane Nursing Home. He was preceded in death by more than 260,000 Americans infected with covid-19. He died in a room not his own, being cared for by people dressed in confusing and frightening ways. He died with covid-19, and his final days were harder, scarier and lonelier than necessary. He was not surrounded by friends and family.

Marvin was born May 23, 1939 to Jim and Dorothy Farr of Modoc, Kan. He was born into an America recovering from the Great Depression and about to face World War 2, times of loss and sacrifice difficult for most of us to imagine. Americans would be asked to ration essential supplies and send their children around the world to fight and die in wars of unfathomable destruction. He died in a world where many of his fellow Americans refuse to wear a piece of cloth on their face to protect one another.

Marvin was a farmer and a veterinarian. He graduated from Kansas State University in 1968. His careers filled his life with an understanding of the science of life: how to nurture it, how to sustain it, and the myriad ways that life can go wrong. As a young man he debated between studying mortuary or veterinary science. He chose life over death. The science that guided his professional life has been disparaged and abandoned by so many of the same people who depended on his knowledge to care for their animals and to raise their food.

Marvin was a religious man. He was a lay reader at St. Luke's Episcopal Church. He saw no conflict between the science of his professional life and the belief of his personal life, each enriched the other. From religion, he especially drew on lessons of forgiveness and care. Perhaps the most important comes from the Lord's Prayer:

and forgive us our trespasses,
  as we forgive those who trespass against us;

He would look after those who had harmed him the deepest, a sentiment echoed by the healthcare workers struggling to do their jobs as their own communities turn against them or make their jobs harder. He would also fail those who needed him the most at times, as he was still human, with his flaws and limits.

Marvin was a man of the community. His membership in the Anthem Masonic Lodge #284 and the Scott County Shrine Club mattered to him for both the camaraderie of his brothers and for the good works that they facilitated, the most visible of which is the Shriners Hospitals for Children network. Even in a social organization, he chose one that centered the health and medical care of others.

Marvin was a family man, both of blood and chosen family. He was preceded in death by his wife Lottie Farr; son Justin Farr; brothers Everett Farr and Howard Farr; and parents. He is survived by his children Courtney Farr and Tamra Wilkens of Eudora, Kan.; Tesa Fansler of Sanford, Fla.; and Scott and Tracy Burling of Scott, La.; and numerous grandchildren, great-grandchildren, other family and loved ones.

Memorial donations may be made to the Scott County Hospital Foundation in care of Price & Sons Funeral Homes or https://www.scotthospital.net/getpag...ame=Foundation

A memorial will be held at a later date due to covid-19.
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Originally Posted by Discuss Thrower:
Anyone narcissistic enough to think that their particular opinion must be heard through hijacking a relative's obit probably doesn't care about what an anonymous person like me thinks.

Or maybe the ones who knew him the best, knew he would have been miserable living in those conditions and felt like venting. It’s interesting that you’re labeling someone who you don’t even know and who is grieving as narcissistic

My grandfather who died last month (not of Covid) told me living on lock down in his nursing home was like living in a prison. And he told my uncle he’d rather die than live in those conditions any longer.

This was just a family venting. And they’re entitled to their opinion.
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This is the part that's so dreadful, and still somehow doesn't seem to get the attention it deserves. Glad they highlighted how painful that must have been for him and them.
"He died in a room not his own, being cared for by people dressed in confusing and frightening ways."

There are thousands of families experiencing this excruciating reality right now, unable to be at bedside with their loved ones.
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Originally Posted by kcclone:
Or maybe the ones who knew him the best, knew he would have been miserable living in those conditions.

My grandfather who died last month (not of Covid) told me held like his nursing home was a person and told my uncle he’d rather die than live in those conditions any longer.

This was just a family venting. And they’re entitled to their opinion.

This isn't about the deceased in either case: it's about the motivation of people using a relative's casket as a soapbox. If either of these two guys imparted to their surviving families that they wanted their feelings publicized to the world then that's fine and bully bully to whoever put the proverbial pen to paper.

In both cases that whoever is penning these obituaries have chosen to slant them such that they did either because it makes themselves feel better by humanizing the pandemic aftermath or because they want to be seen as making a statement because they need to be validated.

I'm surmising that it's the latter moreso than it is the former because the vast majority of people in the country understand that death through a disease is pretty horrible regardless on how they might feel about how they view everything else about the virus.
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Nobody deserves to suffocate to death or not have their loved ones by their side. But now it happens nearly 3,000 times a day. As someone who has nearly died and been intubated for several days from respiratory arrest due to a severe asthma attack it's a horrible, chaotic and terrible way to die. Also because of my experience I no longer believe in an afterlife. I didn't breathe for over 8 minutes, was unconscious and intubated for 5 days. No white light, no memories of my parents whispering in my ear even though they did. Covid patients that are intubated don't hear the last phone calls, don't know anyone is there. Can't squeeze your hand. They are unconscious and cannot hear anything.
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Or feel anything, the last thing you see is some brave doctor in full ppe about to intubate you and then it goes black. With a lot of luck and skilled drs you might wake up but you will never be the same. Unless you are a weak minded fool you quit believing in god because when your brain gets shut down down in that situation you know what death is and there's not even a pretty light show like you would get with a heart attack and your brain dies slowly, it's already shut down.
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Originally Posted by bringbackmarty:
Or feel anything, the last thing you see is some brave doctor in full ppe about to intubate you and then it goes black. With a lot of luck and skilled drs you might wake up but you will never be the same. Unless you are a weak minded fool you quit believing in god because when your brain gets shut down down in that situation you know what death is and there's not even a pretty light show like you would get with a heart attack and your brain dies slowly, it's already shut down.

But if some random guy would wear a mask then that all can be avoided...temporarily
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Maybe when a loved one of yours dies, you should hijack their obituary and share some of this info.
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Originally Posted by bringbackmarty:
Nobody deserves to suffocate to death or not have their loved ones by their side. But now it happens nearly 3,000 times a day. As someone who has nearly died and been intubated for several days from respiratory arrest due to a severe asthma attack it's a horrible, chaotic and terrible way to die. Also because of my experience I no longer believe in an afterlife. I didn't breathe for over 8 minutes, was unconscious and intubated for 5 days. No white light, no memories of my parents whispering in my ear even though they did. Covid patients that are intubated don't hear the last phone calls, don't know anyone is there. Can't squeeze your hand. They are unconscious and cannot hear anything.

I was in a good mood until I read this... Man.
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Originally Posted by loochy:
Maybe when a loved one of yours dies, you should hijack their obituary and share some of this info.

That third sentence of bringbackmarty’s really struck a nerve with you.
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Originally Posted by Delano:
That third sentence of bringbackmarty’s really struck a nerve with you.

It did?
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Originally Posted by bringbackmarty:
As someone who has nearly died//// No white light

makes sense.

:-)
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Originally Posted by loochy:
It did?

You quoted a post twice spouting the same bullshit in different dialects of moron.
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Looks like this family got their money's worth . . .
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Originally Posted by kc-nd:
This one was in today’s’ Bismarck Tribune. A little more pointed.

Lloyd Lauer

Lloyd "Fuzzy" Lauer, 86, of Bismarck, formerly of McClusky, died Tuesday, Dec. 1, 2020 at a Bismarck care center.

On Nov. 16, after 35 weeks of being imprisoned in a long term care facility under the pretense of "keeping him safe," Lloyd contracted the very thing they were supposed to be keeping him safe from - facility acquired COVID-19. He battled through another two weeks of fear, isolation, and illness before his body finally surrendered and released his soul to go be with his Jesus. This process stole his freedom, his dignity, and his health, but it was unable to steal his beautiful spirit and his handsome smile which he hung unto until the very end. As a society, what we have allowed to happen to Lloyd and all those in long term care is despicable. It robs the residents and their families of the most fundamental of needs-freedom, love, and affection-and makes the working conditions for their caregivers unbearable. If anyone thinks we are doing the right thing, they have not lived our nightmare of a journey for the past nine months. And, if you think this doesn't affect you, you are wrong-it just hasn't affected you yet.

Private services will be held at the United Methodist Church in McClusky today, Dec. 4. Burial will be held Monday in the North Dakota Veterans Cemetery, Mandan.

Lloyd, known to many as "Fuzzy" was born Sept. 26, 1934 in McClusky to Fred and Katherine (Neff) Lauer. He grew up on the family farm near McClusky and attended country school and the McClusky High School. Lloyd entered the Army on Dec. 6, 1956 and served for two years including being stationed in Korea where he was a medic. He was honorably discharged Dec. 5, 1958 and returned to McClusky. He started working at the CO-OP Elevator of McClusky and was later promoted to manager. He worked there for 37 years and retired in 1996. He then began working for the North Dakota Department of Transportation in McClusky for approximately 12 years. He also began working as an assistant at Hertz Funeral Home in McClusky from August 1997 until he retired in December 2018.

Lloyd was a member of the United Methodist Church where he served on the Board of Trustees and as treasurer. He also was a church caretaker. Lloyd loved to sing in the choir and in men's groups. Lloyd served his community on the McClusky City Council and served a short time as mayor. He was a member of the McClusky Lions Club, School Board, and City Fire Department. Lloyd was also a member and past commander of the McClusky American Legion Post. He was a lifetime sponsor of the McClusky FFA.

Lloyd was passionate about his sports. He followed the local athletic teams and traveled to many games. He enjoyed bowling, fishing, and golfing.

Lloyd is survived by his wife, Jan of Bismarck; children, Perry and Cecilia Lauer of Ramsey, Minn., Sheila and Patrick Faul, Corey and Melissa Lauer all of McClusky, Lauri and Greg Schlosser of Bismarck; Brendon and Stacy Lauer of College Station, Texas; 12 grandchildren; one great-grandchild; brother, LeRoy (Alice) Lauer, McClusky; sister, Shirley Wilson of Coleharbor; sister-in-law Doris Lauer of Bismarck.

Lloyd was preceded in death by brothers, Rudy, Ted, Melvin, Albert, and Ray; sisters, Edna Reile, Viola Murray, Freda Broeckel, Ruby Wahl, Darlene Roth, Violet Lauer, and Adeline Lauer; son-in-law, Troy Hanson.

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