The Death of a Funeral Director: Writing My Own Obituary

My name is Noah Watry. My birthday is today, September 20th. I am a licensed funeral director in the state of Wisconsin. I am single, with no kids. I’ve never been married. Only once in my life did I see that happening, and that was my last girlfriend. I still do. But here I am, with the thoughts and reminders that life is exactly as I see it daily. This is life. This is death. I live it. You know it.

We come and go. We live every day and thus, die only once, contrary to popular belief (YOLO?). Every day is an opportunity. We have an everyday opportunity to make life, love and our goals happen. We obtain. We lose. We fight. We win. We do everything we can. We also don’t do what we can. Don’t live with that regret. Don’t live with unspoken words or actions. Don’t be me…

Noah T. Watry, 37 years of age, passed away unexpectedly on Beaver Lake in Hartford, WI doing what he did best; fishing off his paddle board being mysterious. He was born to Peter and Kathi (nee Klemp) Watry on his due date, September 20, 1984. Noah was named after Dr. Noah Drake (Rick Springfield) of General Hospital, a musician he would see quite a few times with his mother.

Noah is survived by his loving mother; siblings Lex (confidant Jared) Waning, Justin, Elizabeth (Country Bro Brandon) Mikulski and Gabrielle. He is further…