(Lyons gets up from his seat, unfolds a small piece of paper with trembling fingers, and looks up at the crowd with tears in his eyes.) Lyons: I’m really honored to give an eulogy at my father Troy Maxon’s funeral. A few years ago, I would never believe that one day I would voluntarily praise my father, let alone write an eulogy for him. You see, my father and I didn’t have the most harmonious and loving father-son relationship. I never liked my father when I was young. I blamed my father for not being with me when I was growing up. Pop was serving his time in the prison for robing to support my mom and I. I’ve been bullied and teased about having no father and let papa take all the blames for my sufferings. I used to go to bed everyday thinking
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The economic was suffering and no one had no extra money to support no musicians. I lost my source of income. Bonnie left me because she could not marry someone who couldn't support his own family. I was devastated. I started to understand the situation my father was in. My father was right. You have to eat before you can live. Love and dream without financial basis are unstable and can be blown away by the slightest storm. I realized that my father was a noble and brave man who put his responsibilities to his family before everything else in the world. “A man got to take care of his family”, as my dad has said, even if it means giving up baseball and even going to prison. With no income, I had no choice but to involve in some illegal conducts that I’m not proud of. I was caught and thrown into prison while illegally cashing someone else’s check. It was in the cold dark cell that I realized how similar I am to my father. We were both young and ambitious once, chasing the wildest dream and feeling that there’s nothing we could not achieve in this world. My father made the mistake of sticking to his illusions for too long. He has always wanted me to learn from his mistakes and be realistic. But I never listened. It is a cruel realization for both papa and I that the only thing that separates us is the matter of several years. I am becoming him even though we both tried to avoid it. Now I know that papa wanted to raise me as a responsible and
The economic was suffering and no one had no extra money to support no musicians. I lost my source of income. Bonnie left me because she could not marry someone who couldn't support his own family. I was devastated. I started to understand the situation my father was in. My father was right. You have to eat before you can live. Love and dream without financial basis are unstable and can be blown away by the slightest storm. I realized that my father was a noble and brave man who put his responsibilities to his family before everything else in the world. “A man got to take care of his family”, as my dad has said, even if it means giving up baseball and even going to prison. With no income, I had no choice but to involve in some illegal conducts that I’m not proud of. I was caught and thrown into prison while illegally cashing someone else’s check. It was in the cold dark cell that I realized how similar I am to my father. We were both young and ambitious once, chasing the wildest dream and feeling that there’s nothing we could not achieve in this world. My father made the mistake of sticking to his illusions for too long. He has always wanted me to learn from his mistakes and be realistic. But I never listened. It is a cruel realization for both papa and I that the only thing that separates us is the matter of several years. I am becoming him even though we both tried to avoid it. Now I know that papa wanted to raise me as a responsible and