Poprocks & Coke (a JFK / Lee Harvey Oswald Fanfic)

40: Yesterday I Died, Tomorrow's Bleeding Fall Into Your Sunlight

Sunday 9th March 1980, Washington D.C.
LJ's funeral...
HARVEY'S P.O.V (CONT.)

Today is LJ's funeral, not surprisingly everyone in the family has turned up and a few of his school friends some of which I actually recognised from when he used to bring his friends round after school. It is of course a very sorrowful day, but we're not here to think sadly of LJ we're here to celebrate his short lived life of 16 years, the ceremony itself was quite beautiful if I don't sound too girly when I say that, after everyone left for the "after-party" it was just myself, my dads, Caroline, John, June and Audrey left at LJ's gravesite his gravestone is simple, yet shows how he affected us all emotionally by his untimely death. After the seven of them all left I was all by myself, well I wasn't by myself really I had LJ's spirit with me. His gravestone reads as follows:

LEE HARVEY OSWALD-KENNEDY JR.
11/27/1963 - 2/23/1980
AGED 16 YEARS

A LOVING SON, BROTHER, GRANDSON, NEPHEW AND FRIEND

After the funeral, we all go home and try to cope with the fact that LJ's gone and he's not coming back, I get that we all grieve in different ways but during the funeral I didn't actually shed a tear now don't assume that I was embarrassed to cry in front of everyone or the stereotype that men showing a sign of weakness by crying or other, then they are not living up to their masculinity values which to me is just so stupid, what does this world want from us? Does it want us to become emotionless machines and feel ashamed every time we need a good cry? It's just not right in my eyes anyway. I don't know how I'm going to cope without him around, I really regret saying that I regretted wanting him as a little brother 14 years ago because now he's had such an impact on my life and everyone else's lives, too. I just hope I don't lose the only brother I have left, John too soon because I just won't be able to cope with the death of not one but two siblings, and I don't know how my Dad and Caroline would cope either if John was to leave us forever. But, I guess I just have to move on with my life after losing LJ but of course not too soon as I still have to go through my own grieving process. A family of eight, end up as a family of seven.

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Written by: David Hodges*