Not inappropriate in my book. I have always said that you should laugh even on your worst day.
A co-worker of mine and I laughed when we were called into a conference room at work and were told an ex co-worker died. We actually hated this woman (and vica-versa) as she once reported us for spending an hour every Monday morning for talking about fantasy football. We weren't laughing because she died, she didn't work with us anymore and we didn't care. It was more of a "boy wouldn't it be f***ed up if we started laughing" thing.
Thank God our manager who was eulogizing the "strong woman" didn't see us.
We heard the word dicks a few times on the way out though.
A family in my town, including a friend of my son, got hammered by Sandy and has been living in another town while the massive flood damage to their home gets repaired. The father is dealing with stage 4 cancer. 2 days ago, their 15-year old son (my son's friend) died of a sudden illness while on a HS band trip to southern California. Kid was the nicest most polite kid going. I can't even begin to imagine the plane ride his parents had to take out west.
I heard this story on the radio the other day...incredibly sad and it puts the trials and tribulations of our own lives in proper perspective
Can I piggy back some of these thoughts and prayers for my brother Rich? He's awaiting cardioversion here in Cooper Hospital. Hope this does the trick for his arrhythmia. May this family also find peace.