[ WP ] You 're about to speak at your deceased father 's wake . You have n't heard from him since you left home decades ago , and you do n't recognize anybody in the audience .

You all look like nice people, you clean behind the ears like nice people do. You hold an attentive gaze like nice people do. I'm glad to know the generator of my seed spent his time around nice people. 
 
 I'm glad this is an open wake, lest the man I'm addressing has no face in my mind. 
 
 In childhood he was good. He ruffled my hairs & taught yours truly here how to work a stick shift... an ability now obsolete considering & all we do n't drive round here round these parts any more. I'm glad to have learned things. 
 
 It was never a `` I'll get on better w out you in my life, dad # neverfoget'' type thing. It was more the type thing where it did n't exactly matter. Life comes & you move thru it, type thing. 
 
 On which note, the bar is open & it is an open bar. Let's drink till we snap flicks for the Gram & write captions like `` these people are the shit # blessed'' 
 

