Summary: Four sons. Four thoughts. Four outlooks. They're at their father's funeral.

JIMMY DONNELLY

Jimmy fiddled with his tie. He didn't want to wear it. He told Tommy that he didn't want to wear it. He told Uncle Huey that he
didn't want to wear it. He told everyone-except Ma- he didn't want to wear the stupid tie. "Your father wore a tie on days like
this
." He shot a glance to the pew across the church from where he sat. Huey Farrell, tears in his eyes, wringing his hands,
was sitting there with his new, and very young wife Kate. She was hot. They all thought so even if thoughts like that were
inappropriate in the Church. Jimmy kept staring, not much could distract him, but Kate could cheer him up. Kate could cheer
everyone up. Even at a funeral.