Making Arrangements

From: unicorn <unicorn_at_indenial.com>
Date: Wed Jun 11 2008 - 07:19:21 EDT

"New Arrival"

When the grave-side service had no more than
just finished, there was a tremendous burst of
thunder accompanied by a distant lightning
bolt and more rumbling thunder, and more lightning.

The little old man looked at the pastor and calmly said,

"Well, she's there."

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"Making Arrangements"

My wife and I were making our own funeral
arrangements, and the director showed us
into a room in which containers for ashes
were on display.

After we looked at the choices, I asked my
wife if she had decided.

She sighed. "Yes, the wood-finish one, as
it will likely go into the ground."

After a moment's pause, however, she
continued. "But I really prefer the blue one.
You know I always look good in blue."
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