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It's art. It's a memorial. It's grandma's cremated remains! We’re all about living and normally wouldn’t cover the National Funeral Directors Convention, but we heard the industry is changing rapidly. We promise, this story isn't depressing.
Today I attended the Veteran's Program at the local Fire Department. Not held at the Cemetary because of the rain. Part of the program honored one of our dear neighbor's lost son, Nathan Barnes, who died in the War on Terror fought in Irag. His family spoke about military service, sacrifices, and triumphs. It was an very emotional experience to drive up our street at that time it was lined with...
This is a follow up post from my last one I did on my son that died in a motorcycle crash last week. The chain of events are just too horrifing for anyone to deal with. As many know when a rider dies in a crash other riders show up at the funeral and ride in the funeral procession to show respect and love. My son CJ & Kenny have another friend Anthony who's mom is a biker who knew Kenny and got a...
Shaquille O'Neal pulled out his wallet last week and donated money to a family he didn't know. He paid for the funeral of five-year-old Shaniya Davis---the North Carolina girl who was buried last week after being raped and murdered by a man who was settling a debt owed by the girl's mother. Shaq quietly paid for little Shaniya's funeral. I am not a fan of most athletes because I,...
This picture was made in a Danish port, about 1927 I think. The little girl is my mother, born...
The last summerlike day it was, when we walked behind the hearse to the graveyard to burry my...
There isn’t a day that goes by where the thundering echoes of war escape us. Today, we live in a world filled with radical extremists, defiantly justified to maim and kill in the name of their god. The following story is my hideous wake-up call. It came at a time when wars were fought over more mundane causes - patriotism, democracy, communism, bigotry and territorial rights. This was back when...
I just marked the first morning of my "empty nest" with a piece of chocolate cake for breakfast....
There are a lot of lessons to be had from sitting at the bedside of a dying man, and most of them...
I had the privilege to see Elvis Presley in concert on February 15,1977 at the Orlando Sports...