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    Posted on December 29th, 2009

    Written by Judy

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    When Is A Good Time To Talk?

    Dear Judy,
    Everyone in my neighborhood knows that the husband of a certain woman kept a mistress, if that isn’t too old-fashioned a word these days.
    He died some months ago, not in her arms or anything (on a business trip in North Carolina, actually) and the girlfriend got a condo in his will, and also some [...]

  • Advice

    Posted on December 15th, 2009

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    Enough Is Enough!

    Dear Judy,
    My best friend’s husband died last year: brain cancer. We all helped out during the bad times: bringing her food, comfort — even driving her to church, when she didn’t feel up to it. She works for a living (she’s an RN with a lot of private clients) so eventually she got back to [...]

  • Advice

    Posted on July 8th, 2009

    Written by Judy

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    Mourning Becomes Our Firm Motto

    Dear Judy,
    I’m a paralegal at a big law firm. One of our senior partners (son of a founding partner) lost his wife. That was 3 years ago. Ever since he’s been a tyrant.
    New rules have been enforced thanks to him. We all have to dress conservatively, and that means hemlines over the knee. We all have [...]

  • Advice

    Posted on May 26th, 2008

    Written by Judy

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    At What Age Should a Child Attend a Funeral?

    Dear Judy,
        How would you determine at what age a youngster is equipped to go to a funeral? Does it depend more on the relationship with the dead person, do you think? Or are there age guidelines? I am really in a quandary.
          Mrs. C in Chicago
           Dear Mrs C,
           I do believe, and I [...]

  • Advice

    Posted on May 12th, 2008

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    Do I Have To Go To A Funeral?

    Dear Judy
    When my father, from whom I was estranged, died my mother insisted for reasons I cannot fathom that I go to his funeral. God knows why, but I did go. I’m still kicking myself. When my father left the family, I was 11, my sister 10, and he barely paid any attention at all to any of [...]