So... I've read the paper front to back since I've been 10, including the obituaries (they were next to Ann Landers.)Back then I'd read of someone 50 and I'd think "Well, they lived a long life." Now, I scream out loud "50!!"
And maybe it's just me, but I liked when they used to tell you how someone died; lung cancer, diabetes. Maybe if they did that now and you're 40 and you recognize yourself there you'd say "Woah."
ANYway... I bring this up because I ran across an obituary I'd cut out years ago because.. well, just read:
"Debbe danced to our Lord Thursday. As she would want, there is a BBQ Saturday. Everyone should bring a covered dish, and don't try passing store-bought potatoes and brown gravy; we will hurt you. And don't ask when you can pick up your dish; we're keeping them. Feel free to bring a date, so long's you're not too closely related. Two drink minimum."
Now, THAT'S the way to go.
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