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Singing and dancing at the funeral


I took a dozen pictures at the funeral today for Ron Hynes, the
greatest troubadour Newfoundland has ever produced. His funeral was in
the largest church in the city, the Catholic Basilica, and the
Basilica was jam-packed with people: SRO. Rather than a religious
ceremony, it was a celebration of Ron the man and it ended here with
a dozen or so performers who had individually and in smaller groups
sung his songs in the hour-long service. Together they sang his song
St. John's Waltz and the entire crowd sang along, swaying and even
dancing to it. A friend of mine called it a Hootenanny Funeral.
None of my pictures turned out. I wasn't paying close attention and
only realised near the end that my ISO was too low for sensibl
pictures. Oh well. This is a tiny crop of one of the pictures during
St. John's Waltz, and I like it anyway. I can figure out who most of
these people are and I like the jokey-teary effect that it has. Ron
was like that too sometimes.
Afterwards lots of people raised glasses in Ron's honour.
greatest troubadour Newfoundland has ever produced. His funeral was in
the largest church in the city, the Catholic Basilica, and the
Basilica was jam-packed with people: SRO. Rather than a religious
ceremony, it was a celebration of Ron the man and it ended here with
a dozen or so performers who had individually and in smaller groups
sung his songs in the hour-long service. Together they sang his song
St. John's Waltz and the entire crowd sang along, swaying and even
dancing to it. A friend of mine called it a Hootenanny Funeral.
None of my pictures turned out. I wasn't paying close attention and
only realised near the end that my ISO was too low for sensibl
pictures. Oh well. This is a tiny crop of one of the pictures during
St. John's Waltz, and I like it anyway. I can figure out who most of
these people are and I like the jokey-teary effect that it has. Ron
was like that too sometimes.
Afterwards lots of people raised glasses in Ron's honour.
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