Sometimes real life is better than fiction.  http://www.phillyvoice.com/nj-mans-dueling-obituaries-separately-list-loving-wife-and-longtime-girlfriend/

The funeral dog

Sometimes things happen right in front of your eyes that you have no way of explaining except God and someone from above has a sense of humor. A few days ago a sweet little dog showed up at the funeral home. She was hungry and needed a few ticks removed but otherwise an adorable pug mix. I fed her and gave her water and pulled a few ticks off her. She had a wonderful personality and temperament. Knowing I couldn't take her home I hoped somehow someone would take here before I had to call the local shelter. Today as one of the mothers and a sister of someone we had cared for came by to visit from Atlanta we talked and recalled stories of how wonderful her son/brother was and how she still felt he was with her in certain ways and random incidents. As they began to leave we walked to the glass doors to hug goodbye and the little dog popped her head towards the glass. I jokingly asked if they knew anyone needing a companion, to my surprise the sister and her family had been searching for months for the perfect little dog to be a family pet and have a personality to fit their 8 year old son...guess someone from above had choreographed this meeting...and guess who went home with the family pet they had been searching for...

Love those vintage funeral ads!

Sometimes obits have too much info...

Keep running

In this business we always enjoy an entertaining service.  Here in the South lots of folks preach fire and brimstone at a funeral.  Its always nice when family and friends can get in a good laugh during the eulogy.  Here is an excert from a recent service that made me smile. 

"Dad was a fierce competitor, was trying to improve his running times and was obviously dedicated since he didn’t miss a day running for 6 years. My cousin Frazier recently told me a long forgotten story. Dad was in Cades Cove, Tennessee which has a beautiful 10 mile loop that is closed off to cars in the morning. I’d have to say it was one of Dad’s favorite runs. Early in his run he passed some younger flat bellies that looked like they were heading out for a run; of course dad being dad his competitive spirit was sparked thinking I’m not going to let these guys pass me. Dad was running at his normal pretty decent pace when he heard steps coming up behind him. So he took it up a notch, they were still gaining on him, he extended himself a little more, so much that soon he was soon he was running full out trying to stay ahead of the youngsters. At the end of the 10 mile loop, while Dad was exhausted in his mind he had "won" his race, when the group caught up to him at the end, imagine his surprise when he saw them all on horseback. "

Tales from the FH-Thong Song

Our staff prepares to meet with a family that has just lost their beloved 88 year old grandmother, with a stack of papers in one arm and a hanger with a lavender dress in the other.  Our staff member approaches them offering condolences, as she takes the lavender dress from the daughter she asks if she has brought undergarments as well, the daughter excuses herslef, assuming she is going to the car to retrieve them; she makes a sharp right into the restroom area, comes back out with a bright green thong in hand. "These are clean, just put them on this morning".