The obituary of a 94-year-old woman from Toronto, Canada, has gone viral.
Mary “Pat” Stocks passed away in early July, and when she did her son, Sandy Stocks, was tasked with writing her obituary. Because his mother was known for being such a lively woman, he decided to write a fitting obituary for her.
“She leaves behind a very dysfunctional family,” he says at the beginning of the obituary, “that she was very proud of.”
He continues to recount his mother’s brutal honesty as well as her extensive use of “four-letter words”
He also described his mother as a "master cook" saying, “She believed in overcooking everything until it chewed like rubber so you would never get sick because all germs would be nuked.”
He continued, “Freezing germs also worked, so by Friday our school sandwiches were hard and chewy, but totally germ free.”
Appearing on CBC's "As It Happens" radio show, he described to the host that his mother was “the type that nothing really bothered her … nothing scared her.”
Despite the tongue-in-cheek style of his writing, Sandy portrayed his mother through the details of her life.
"If you're looking for 2 extremely large TV's from the 90s, a large ceramic stork (we think) umbrella/cane stand, a toaster oven (slightly used) or even a 2001 Oldsmobile with a spoiler (she loved putting the pedal to the metal), with only 71,000 kilometers and 1,000 tools that we aren't sure what they're used for,” he wrote. “You should wait the appropriate amount of time and get in touch. Tomorrow would be fine. This is not an ad for a pawn shop, but an obituary for a great Woman, Mother, Grandmother and Great-Grandmother born on May 12, 1921..."
Since the obituary was first released, it has gone viral the world over.
“(Responses) started flooding in,” he said. “(Everyone) was going, 'This is fantastic! We have a dysfunctional family too but we would just never say it.'”
He added, “I wrote this for the family … I didn’t know anyone else would ever get it.”
He described how his mother was a private person saying his mother told the family, “'Look guys, when I die, I don’t want a funeral, I don’t want anything … just take my ashes and spread them out at Bloor and Yonge. That’s where I kissed your dad the first time.'”
At the end of the obituary, Sandy wrote that the family “will never forget her tenacity, wit, charm, grace (when pertinent) and undying love and caring for them.”
"She probably would love the reaction,” he said when asked what she would think of all this attention now. “(She) may not show it ... but she'd be saying how much money did you spend putting that in the paper?"
He added, "I hope she is looking down and laughing her head off."