When I was young, I was taught to never speak ill of the dead. Nowadays it seems to happen all the time. I'm not suggesting we lie. What I will suggest is that if we live a life of kindness, nobody will have a bad word to say about us. For those who have already passed, is it necessary to speak of their faults? Regardless of the way they lived, can we not remember them with love?
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