This morning while Jaclyn went to the grocery store, Miles and I sat in bed taking part in that time-honored tradition shared by fathers and sons — listening to funerals for political figures on the radio.
NPR was broadcasting the service for John McCain, and I was amazed by how reverently Miles seemed to listen as former presidents George W. Bush and Barack Obama delivered their eulogies. But, even as he seemed to tolerate the talking, it also revealed another of Miles’s dislikes: choir music. The absolute second the choir would begin singing a hymn, Miles absolutely lost it. But then, maybe there’s just some part of that’s hardwired to recognize the sound of a funeral.
