Noah A - Addie Bundrens Obituary By Darl Bundren

Addie Bundren My wonderful mother, Addie Bundren, has passed away in the warm July heat in the downtrodden year of 1928. She was a stern yet respectful woman who did what she could for her family. Being her second born, I worked hard to gain her favor. I know Darl may not have been her favorite, but I did his best. I know she thinks words are meaningless, but I still want to say something in her memory. Although she didn’t enjoy the company of young children that much, she still gave birth to Darl’s and his brothers and sisters, and I am very grateful for that. Life on the farm is rough, but seeing her every day made the family and Darl very happy (although I am not sure about Anse so much). She is surrounded by her somewhat loving family: her kids Cash, Darl, Jewel, Dewey Dell, and Vardaman, as well as her husband, Anse.

Commented [1]: Darl has (or at least had) an expert understanding of diction and syntax. Some of your later prose suggests that this is written from Darl's perspective when he had more clarity.

Darl Bundren

Commented [5]: There are hints at an understanding of the story, here, but it mostly relies of Darl altogether. Therefore, I'm not sure this suggests a thorough reading (or understanding) of the text.

Commented [2]: Interesting. He talks about himself in the third and first person in the same sentence?

Commented [3]: Is or was? Commented [4]: Again, third and first person in the same sentence?