We’ve all heard that expression. And it’s true, there’s no escaping death. Usually we have no control over when, where or how we die, but sooner or later… we all end up as worm food. All we can hope is we leave behind a better world and, family and friends who loved us. Or at least liked us.
Apparently Marianne Theresa Johnson-Reddick was not exactly cherished by her nearest and dearest. In fact, judging by her obituary, her family seemed to have the sentiment of ”good riddance to bad rubbish.” The following is an excerpt from her obituary which appeared in the online edition of the Reno Gazette-Journal. It has since been removed.
Marianne Theresa Johnson-Reddick born Jan 4, 1935 and died alone on Aug. 30, 2013. She is survived by her 6 of 8 children whom she spent her lifetime torturing in every way possible. While she neglected and abused her small children, she refused to allow anyone else to care or show compassion towards them. When they became adults she stalked and tortured anyone they dared to love. Everyone she met, adult or child was tortured by her cruelty and exposure to violence, criminal activity, vulgarity, and hatred of the gentle or kind human spirit.
On behalf of her children whom she so abrasively exposed to her evil and violent life, we celebrate her passing from this earth and hope she lives in the after-life reliving each gesture of violence, cruelty, and shame that she delivered on her children. Her surviving children will now live the rest of their lives with the peace of knowing their nightmare finally has some form of closure.
We’re not talking Mother Teresa here. A natural tendency after someone dies, is to remember the person’s good traits and to push the bad ones away from your mind. Another saying we’ve all heard is to “not speak ill of the dead.” How very sad that her own flesh and blood detested her so much they had no problem spewing venom for the world to see.
So what can we learn from this lapse of death etiquette? Well, if you have kids and they hate you, and I’m not talking about teenagers… they always hate their parents, maybe it’s time to start looking to the future and how you want to be remembered. When words like neglect and torture appear next to your name in the death notices, it’s a little too late. The time is now to take inventory of your life and family relationships. If there is a sizable estate, bribery can grease the way for a softening of bad feelings. Or threats. Or sign up for an after-death social media account to defend yourself. Or put it in the will; keep your trap shut or you get shit.
Or maybe just try to be a better person.
Ms. Reddick it seems, was not.