author: Adam P. Schmitt
As if being stuffed into last yearís dress pants at his cousinís wake werenít uncomfortable enough, thirteen-year-old Jimmy has just learned from his mother that he has to say a few words at the funeral the next day. Why him? What could he possibly say about his cousin, who ruined everything they did? He canít recall one birthday party, family gathering, or school event with Patrick that didnít result in injury or destruction. As Jimmy attempts to navigate the odd social norms of the wake, he draws on humor, heartfelt concern, and a good deal of angst while racking his brain and his memory for a decent and meaningful memory to share. But itís not until faced with a microphone that the realization finally hits him: itís not the words that are spoken that matter the most, but those that are truly heard.
How do you give a eulogy when you canít think of one good thing to say? A poignant, funny, and candid look at grief, family secrets, difficult people, and learning to look behind the facade.