After the funeral, several family members attended the wakes to support one another.

Every August the town comes alive for the wakes, with music, food stalls, and games that everyone looks forward to.

Every morning she wakes before dawn to practice the piano.

Wake sent a handwritten note to the entire committee after the meeting.

Wakely volunteered to catalog the old family photographs at the local historical society.

The Wakelys volunteered to organize the neighborhood summer fair this year.

In the wake of the storm, volunteers cleared debris from the streets.

She waked before dawn to watch the sunrise from the hill.

At the edge of the moor, at the first hush of light, she welcomed the wake, that old poetic state when sleep loosens its hold and consciousness returns.

The ferry's wake rippled across the harbor long after it had passed.