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A time to pause, a time to reflect.
A meaningful obituary should include defining
points of the deceased's life, in addition to the basic qualities that
comprise all obituaries. A creative obituary is a story – although a very
short one – that must be as tightly structured as any short story format.
Although the story obituary may seem longer, many elements of the standard
obituary style are incorporated, and don't need repeating in the remainder
of the obituary.
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Straight story form. |
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In the lead paragraph, include the deceased's
name and the one or two most important points from their
life. It should be no more than 35 words long. If it is
longer, separate it into two short paragraphs.
The next paragraph should then elaborate on those points,
and why they were important to them, their family, friends
and the community.
Discuss their life's journey and note the milestones along
the way.
The remainder of the obituary will provide traditional
information: club participation and memberships, honors,
awards, etc.: survivors and those predeceased; visitation
and funeral specifics, including burial site and memorial
contributions.
View examples at our obituary page
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Poetic form. |
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Another obituary style uses
a few verses of a favorite poem to capture the essence of the
deceased. Use Bartlett's Familiar Quotations or talk to a
surviving family member about the deceased's favorite poems or
poets to find an appropriate selection. The family will help you
understand how the excerpt connects to them and to their
departed family member. In this example, the character and
personality of the deceased come alive in four lines that
amplify the selected quotation and personalize its impact on
friends and family.
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Dramatic
opening |
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A favorite waitress has
served her last delicious story. Professor and award-winning
novelist Jane Roe, 93, Leawood, KS, a former Harvey House
waitress, died Thursday, May 1, 1997, at Beautiful Savior
Nursing Center, Olathe. She graduated from Central High
School in Washington, D.C. in 1924 and attended Montgomery
College, but married before graduation. She met her husband,
Bob Roe, at her summer job as a Harvey girl at the Union
Station restaurant. After rearing five children, she resumed
her pursuit of a college degree at George Washington
University, receiving a bachelor's degree in English in
1956. Over the span of several decades, she continued to
attend classes, pursuing a master's and a doctorate degree
while teaching at the university and writing novels about
her colorful life. She received the Thorpe Menn Award in
1989 for her novel Leaving the Station, which drew from her
experiences at the Harvey House.
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Hobby example. |
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John Roberts fondly
remembered the canes his grandfather used – hickory canes
carved from the branches of shagbark and shellbark varieties
that covered the slopes of his Cass County farm. Long after
his grandfather's passing, John began carving the first of
what was to become more than a thousand hickory canes that
he gave to his friends. John Roberts died Monday, May 19,
1997, but his strength and his support live on among those
of us who walk with tangible tokens of his character – his
precious canes.
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Religious
example
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The Shepherd has called
home another member of His flock. Eunice Martin, 94, of
Atlanta, GA, left this world for everlasting life on Sunday,
April 5, 1998.
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Literary
devices. |
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Declarative
narrative
Tom Wilson was the best carpenter we knew. He built hundreds
of houses that thousands of us have accepted as our homes…
Metaphor
The buck no longer roams the forest that was his realm for
83 years. Elwood “Buck” Jackson has passed on, leaving
behind…
Allegory
The old lamplighter of a century ago would walk the village
streets at dusk, bringing light to each corner so all
residents and strangers would feel safe and be guided by the
glow of each beacon. Mike Jones, who retired after a 42-year
career as an electrician, brought that same light and
comfort to the lives of those who knew him…
Simile
Ralph Gray was like an eagle, majestically soaring above us
as he flew his Beach Baron throughout the Midwest.
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