Plus 3 Funny Obituaries That Will Make You Laugh!
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Have you read any funny obituaries? For many years, we’ve gotten by with ho-hum… drip-dry… boring… somber… obituaries that amount to not much more than a life regurgitated in resume format: birth date, death date, surviving family members, those who preceded in death, education, jobs held. You know the drill.
The obituary section is typically only read by those who are grieving. So, why not use this area of the newspaper and infuse it with personality instead of facts… to inspire laughter instead of tears? Laughter is a great stress reliever and actually lowers cortisol levels, a hormone which our bodies produce when under stress.
Why Make an Obituary Humorous?
We’ve all read a typical obituary. In fact, they’re often pretty synonymous. Just insert the names of different people, and the story may read just the same. Instead of announcing the death of your loved one to a bunch of strangers in print and online, you may want to entertain the option of telling the story of who he/she was when they were still alive.
A humorous obituary is a memorable obituary… one that makes us wish that we knew that person while they were alive. A funny obituary will make us ask ourselves, How did I not ever meet this person? Where were they in all of my years of wandering this earth? What kind of difference would they have made in my life?
When you want to make an impact, you need to do something unexpected to celebrate a life. Taking the time to write a funny obituary does just that. It brings a smile to the reader, who may be struggling to process an untimely death. A light-hearted obituary might be the perfect celebration of life for your loved one, as well as the best way to demonstrate the way they lived.
Here’s a funny obituary you won’t soon forget.
Christian Louis Hacker, 67, better known as Lou Hacker, of Valatie died April 9, 2015 at the Samuel Stratton Veterans Administration Hospital in Albany, leaving behind a hell of a lot of stuff his wife and daughter have no idea what to do with. So, if you’re looking for car parts for a Toyota, BMW, Triumph, Dodge or Ford between the years of about 1953-2013, or maybe half a dozen circular saws, still in their boxes with the Home Depot receipts attached, you should wait the appropriate amount of time and get in touch.
But this is not an ad for a used parts store, this is an obituary for a great man, generous landlord, committed husband and adoring father who was born July 13, 1947 in Hudson, NY, the son of the late Walter D. and Elsie M. (Barner) Hacker Sr. Lou graduated from Ichabod Crane High School, attended SUNY Geneseo, admittedly passing Chemistry only because he baked his professor a cake, and served in the US Army, Eighth Army Honor Guard, from July 26, 1970 to September 20, 1971 in South Korea, where he met and fell in love with his wife, Yong Soon.
Lou’s gregarious nature, mechanical genius and general resourcefulness helped him succeed in his jobs as a car mechanic, real estate agent, MOTOR manual sales rep and business manager, all of which helped him in his last and final career as a successful property owner and landlord. He often brushed off his success, saying, “I’m just a glorified janitor, really.” But his tenants and family knew he loved his job, turning derelict buildings into beautifully renovated apartments. But he mostly loved his job for the people he met from all over the world, who he housed in his apartments. He checked in on his tenants often, offering up gifts of used bicycles, kitchen tables, TVs and couches to those who struggled to furnish their homes or single moms who looked like their kids could use a new toy or bike.
Famous for saying, “One man’s junk is another man’s treasure,” as well as his habitual presence at local garage sales and flea markets, there wasn’t a part, tool, piece of furniture or sports equipment he wouldn’t dig up for a neighbor, family member or tenant in need. So though Lou’s family is a little angry about the heaps of “junk” he’s left behind for them to deal with, the stacks of lawnmowers, the wrench sets in Christmas wrapping, the carcass of a 1972 BMW rotting in the backyard, it helps to remember the place of generosity for which these piles of stuff have accumulated.
Because Lou wasn’t so much stocking up for what he might need for himself, but for what others might need. Those needs filled his heart, mind and an entire basement. And in those moments when someone would ask for a tool, part, or any kind of help, his face would light up and that junk would suddenly be transformed into treasure.
He is sorely missed and survived by his wife, Ong Soon (Kim) Hacker, better known as Mina Hacker; his daughter Tasha Hacker of Valatie; sister Lynda (Hacker) Araoz of Valatie; 3 nephews, Gregory Hacker, Martin Araoz and Rodrigo Araoz. He was predeceased by his brother, Walter Hacker Jr.
Car parts sales and funeral services will be held at 11:30 am on Saturday, April 18 at the Raymond E. Bond Funeral Home Inc., 1015 Kinderhook St., Valatie, with Carlos Araoz officiating. Burial will follow in the Kinderhook Cemetery. Calling hours will be Friday, April 17 from 6-8pm at the funeral home. In lieu of flowers, contributions may be made to the Fisher House, 113 Holland Ave., Albany, NY 12208 or the Spirit and Truth Fellowship International, 180 Robert Curry Dr., Martinsville, IN 46151.
The family would like to thank the talented and caring doctors and nurses of the VA Hospital in Albany, all of whom worked hard to care for Lou and prolong his life.
The joy in this obituary is that it is real. It’s not a resume or a social media profile. Instead, it’s a real-life account of the person while they were still here… jokes, quirks, habits, and silly things included.
But Death Is Meant to Be Serious…
We agree. Death can be a very serious matter during a time of grief. At Lastly.com, we support you—and we provide as many support tools as possible—to help you through the grief process. So, we would never make light of the death of a loved one.
You are welcome to be as serious as you would like. But it may be better to take your queues from the person who is getting ready to leave this life. How are they dealing with their own death? Are they at peace with it? Are they making jokes? Perhaps you can try mirroring your emotional reaction to theirs.
If your loved one is at peace, maybe you can try to find a place of peace for yourself. And if your loved one is making light and telling jokes… trying to stay upbeat, then you may want to support them by mirroring their behavior instead of dealing with it in a different way.
Remembering Your Loved One
Funny stories or just the facts? How do you want to remember your loved one? And how would your loved one want to be remembered? It’s a question you may want to ask while you still can. There are many ways to remember or memorialize a loved one after they have passed away. And how you choose to remember them will be personal to you. You may choose to honor them in public ways or in private ways.
“When someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure.”
Your funny obituary can also be used as-is or as a basis for other purposes.
- Newspaper obituary (obit)
- Online obituary
- Death announcement
- Funeral obituary or eulogy
- Memorial service eulogy
- Obituary program
- Funeral program
- Memorial service program
- A way to ask for memorial donations
What Is an Obituary Service?
Are you strapped for time with all of the final arrangements needing to be made so quickly? Is no one in your family willing to take on the task of writing an obituary? Many people are in the same situation. You may want to consider hiring a professional writer with an obituary service. These writers are adept at creating wonderful tributes for those who have passed on, complete with details about that funny thing they always did, that turn of phrase they had at the ready, and the important parts about how they made a difference in the lives of those around them. Of course, you can also use Lastly.com’s obituary writing tool to help with writing an obituary as well.
Here is one more example of a hilarious obituary, this one written for William Ziegler by his children.
William Ziegler escaped this mortal realm on Friday, July 29, 2016 at the age of 69. We think he did it on purpose to avoid having to make a decision in the pending presidential election.
He leaves behind four children, five grand-children, and the potted meat industry, for which he was an unofficial spokesman until dietary restrictions forced him to eat real food.
William volunteered for service in the United States Navy at the ripe old age of 17 and immediately realized he didn’t much enjoy being bossed around. He only stuck it out for one war. Before his discharge, however, the government exchanged numerous ribbons and medals for various honorable acts.
Upon his return to the City of New Orleans in 1971, thinking it best to keep an eye on him, government officials hired William as a fireman. After twenty-five years, he suddenly realized that running away from burning buildings made more sense than running toward them. He promptly retired.
Looking back, William stated that there was no better group of morons and mental patients than those he had the privilege of serving with (except Bob, he never liked you, Bob).
Following his wishes, there will not be a service, but well-wishers are encouraged to write a note of farewell on a Schaefer Light beer can and drink it in his honor.
He was never one for sentiment or religiosity, but he wanted you to know that if he owes you a beer, and if you can find him in Heaven, he will gladly allow you to buy him another. He can likely be found forwarding tasteless internet jokes (check your spam folder, but don’t open these at work).
Expect to find an alcoholic dog named Judge passed out at his feet. Unlike previous times, this is not a ploy to avoid creditors or old girlfriends. He assures us that he is gone. He will be greatly missed.
Published in The Times-Picayune on Aug. 12, 2016.
How to Write a Funny Obituary
Is it possible to make a funny obit without trivializing the deceased? The answer is Yes. You can still be serious in an obituary. It doesn’t have to read like a comedic stand-up routine nor does it need to read like a boring new story. You can combine the factual and the funny to create a balance in your obituary.
Here are a few questions you can ask yourself while writing a funny obituary.
- What did they love?
- What is a special memory you share?
- What tokens or items will remind you of your loved one?
- What do others remember?
- What made them special?
- How did they spread joy?
- Did they have any habits?
- Funny things they said or did?
- What types of friendship did they have?
- What loving memories do you have of your loved one?
Writing an obituary doesn’t have to be a scary task. You don’t have to be a professional writer to craft an obituary—funny or not. Simply create an outline of your topic sentence for each paragraph. Then fill in the rest of each paragraph with supporting information and stories.
Lastly.com also provides many tools and articles regarding how to write an obituary, among many other related topics.
Should You Write Your Own Obituary?
While reading this article, you may be contemplating whether or not to write your own obituary—especially if you’ve got a sense of humor or you’re good with a pen in hand. At Lastly.com, we ask, Why not?
There aren’t any rules when it comes to obituary writing. It doesn’t have to be written by a family member after you pass away. And you certainly don’t have to wait that long. Wouldn’t it be fun to know what’s going to be said about you after you pass away?
So, we highly encourage you to write your own obituary. Have all the fun you want with it. Make it a personal essay about your life, your experiences, and your world. Not only is it your last word, but it’s also your last good-bye and your last gift to those who know and love you. If you want to keep your obituary a secret, you can leave it sealed in a secure place with instructions to one or more trusted people regarding where to find it should you depart unexpectedly as well as where you would like it printed.
Writing your own obituary may have other unexpected benefits. It can be a way to help work through mental illness or mental health issues, such as post-traumatic stress disorder. Writing one’s own obituary may also help a patient who is in long-term care or a patient with dementia or Alzheimer’s disease to spark memories. Enjoy this sample of a self-written and funny obituary.
“It pains me to admit it, but apparently, I have passed away. Everyone told me it would happen one day but that’s simply not something I wanted to hear, much less experience. Once again, I didn’t get things my way! That’s been the story of my life all my life.
And while on that subject (the story of my life)… on February 9, 1946 my parents and older sister celebrated my birth and I was introduced to all as Emily DeBrayda Fisher, the daughter of Clyde and Mary Fisher from Hazelwood.
I can’t believe that happened in the first half of the last century but there are records on file in the Court House which can corroborate this claim.
Just two years later when another baby girl was born, I became known as the middle sister of the infamous three Fisher Girls, and the world was changed forever.
As a child I walked to the old Hazelwood Elementary School where teachers like Mrs. McCracken, Mrs. Davis and Mrs. Moody planted the seed that eventually led me to becoming a teacher.
I proudly started my teaching career at that same elementary school in January 1968, and from there I went on to teach young children in the neighboring states of Virginia, Georgia, as well as Florida where I retired after 25 years.
So many things in my life seemed of little significance at the time they happened but then took on a greater importance as I got older. The memories I’m taking with me now are so precious and have more value than all the gold and silver in my jewelry box.
Memories … where do I begin?
Well, I remember Mother wearing an apron; I remember Daddy calling Square Dances; I remember my older sister pushing me off my tricycle (on the cinder driveway); I remember my younger sister sleep walking out of the house.
I remember grandmother Nonnie who sewed exquisite dresses for me when I was little; I remember grandmother Mamateate wringing a chicken’s neck, so we could have Sunday dinner.
I remember being the bride in our Tom Thumb Wedding in first grade and performing skits for the 4-H Club later in grade five. I remember cutting small rosebuds still wet with dew to wear to school on spring mornings, and I remember the smell of newly mowed grass.
I remember the thrill of leading our high school band down King Street in New Orleans for Mardi Gras (I was head majorette). I remember representing Waynesville in the Miss North Carolina Pageant, and yes, I twirled my baton to the tune of “Dixie”. It could have been no other way.
I married the man of my dreams (tall, dark, and handsome) on December 16, 1967 and from that day on I was proud to be Mrs. Charlie Phillips, Grand Diva Of All Things Domestic.
Our plan was to have two children, a girl and a boy. Inexplicably we were successful in doing exactly that when we were blessed with our daughter Bonnie and then later our son Scott. Seeing these two grow into who they were supposed to be brought a wonderful sense of meaning to our lives.
This might be a good time to mend fences.
I apologize for making sweet Bonnie wear No Frills jeans when she was little and for “red-shirting” Scott in kindergarten. Apparently, each of these things was humiliating to them but both were able to rise above their shame and become very successful adults.
I’d also like to apologize to Mary Ann for tearing up her paper dolls and to Betsy for dating a guy she had a crush on.
Just when I thought I was too old to fall in love again, I became a grandmother, and my five grand-angels stole not only my heart, but also spent most of my money. Sydney Elizabeth, Jacob McKay, and Emma Grace (all Uprights) have enriched my life more than words can say.
Sydney’s “one more, no more” when she asked for a cookie; Jake saying he was “sick as a cat” when I’d said that someone else was sick as a dog; and Emma cutting her beautiful long hair and then proceeding to shave off one of her eyebrows … Yes, these are a few of my favorite things.
They’re treasures that are irreplaceable and will go with me wherever my journey takes me.
I’ve always maintained that my greatest treasures call me Nana. That’s not exactly true. You see, the youngest of my grand-angels, William Fisher Phillips and Charlie Jackson Phillips call me “Nana Banana”. (Thank you, Chris and Scott for having such spunky children.)
These two are also apt to insist that I “get their hiney” whenever I visit, and since I’m quite skilled in that area, I’ve always been able to oblige. (I actually hold the World’s Record for “Hiney Getting,” a title that I wear with pride.)
Speaking of titles…I’ve held a few in my day.
I’ve been a devoted daughter, an energetic teenager, a WCU graduate (summa cum laude), a loving wife, a comforting mother, a dedicated teacher, a true and loyal friend, and a spoiling grandmother. And if you don’t believe it, just ask me. Oh wait, I’m afraid it’s too late for questions. Sorry.
So … I was born; I blinked; and it was over.
No buildings named after me; no monuments erected in my honor. But I DID have the chance to know and love each and every friend as well as all my family members. How much more blessed can a person be?
So. in the end, remember… do your best, follow your arrow, and make something amazing out of your life. Oh, and never stop smiling.
If you want to, you can look for me in the evening sunset or with the earliest spring daffodils or amongst the flitting and fluttering butterflies. You know I’ll be there in one form or another.
Of course, that will probably comfort some while antagonizing others, but you know me… it’s what I do.
I’ll leave you with this…please don’t cry because I’m gone; instead be happy that I was here. (Or maybe you can cry a little bit. After all, I have passed away).
Today I am happy, and I am dancing. Probably naked.
Love you forever.”
So, what makes this and other obituaries humorous? The number one element in all of these funny obituary samples is honesty. They are an honest account of a good-spirited person’s life… warts and all. Many obituaries tend to be one-sides, only providing the best things about a person’s life… a highlights reel, you could say. But these funny obituaries that make us laugh (perhaps uncontrollably) are the ones that don’t sugar coat everything, the ones that don’t hold back, the ones that get to the heart of the matter. For there is nothing more freeing than the truth. When your friend or loved one has become bereft of life, consider how they want to be remembered. And find a way to make sure they are not forgotten.