The world lost a great man today. George Corrigan, aka Big George, aka Greenie. My father-in-law, and honestly the apple of Kelly’s eye (don’t worry Kel, it has never offended me that I’m a solid #2 to the Green Man). No girl ever loved her dad more than Kelly loved Greenie.
Felt icky reading this. We are all trying to do our best to navigate the daily onslaught of traumatic news and images. I don’t want to live in a world of such violence and hatred. I also don’t want to live in a world where strangers feel the need to shame others for their mourning rituals. If we want more compassion and shared humanity in the world, we have to demonstrate it.
I couldn’t disagree more. People form connections to places they visit, however fleeting. People mourn differently, and to castigate them for sharing their connection is lessening people’s emotions.