was driving home from a graveside service one day with the funeral director, wending our way through a vast old cemetery, through thousands of markers on hill after hill. We remarked about some of the elaborate structures people had had erected over their graves, some the size of a small house. He asked me if I was going to have a monument. “No,” I said. “I’ve instructed my wife that when I’m gone she’s to spend as little as possible on my remains.”
Funeral directors, because they sell them, have a vested interest in the accoutrements of death. “Then how is anyone going to remember you?” he asked.
His question set me thinking. »
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