The Apple Doesn’t Fall Far From the Tree
Dad has two retirement hobbies, both of which are work. 1. He refinishes antiques and foists them on people; and 2. He works for a funeral home.
Actually, he just quit the funeral home. For the second time. I’m convinced he’ll go back, but I don’t want to think about that right now.
On our trip to Tennessee, he told me stories about undertakers. About funeral homes. About dead people.
We were sitting in the living room of some people he knew from eons ago and hadn’t seen in decades. He just drove up to their house in the dark and knocked on the door and said, “Here I am!! Huh!!”
And, he whipped out this story about death and dying.
I’m not going to tell Dad’s story for Halloween. Not exactly.
But, in the coming days, I am going to put my own riff on it. Because, you know me.
The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.
He could tie up the two hobbies by refurbishing a really beautiful old coffin:)
Don’t give him any ideas, Roger. He and Mom got into an argument because he sold a brass funerary urn she used as decoration……..
Or polishing stiffs?
You are one sick human being, Carnell.
You are just now figuring that out?
….I meant to mention how cool the nail varnish shot is.
I will take that as high praise, coming from you.
Are those toes dead?
LOL too funny Lou
Ghosts live in my toenails, Lou.
Of course they do, searching for good Zombie Toes video yielded poor results. My kingdom for some Zombie Toes.
Sounds interesting, Andra, can’t wait!
I hope it will be. I haven’t started it yet.
I agree, the red toe paint is very pretty.
I have always wondered about folks that work in funeral homes. That does not seem like the sort of place I would want to hang out in. Too much grief and crying and all of that. I guess your dad probably works behind the scenes and may be spared that. Then again, I am sure I would not want to know what goes on behind the scenes either. I could tell some tales of when I worked in the ER way back when…. I saw some very interesting things.
I think it takes a certain kind of personality to do funeral work. Dad did it in college, and he returned to it in retirement, so it has been a life-long passion of his.
I can’t wait to read about it, Andra.
Thanks, Penny.
what did he do at the funeral home? That is too too cool. And I can’t wait to get my ears on this story. Or eyes. Or whatever.
Dad has done a little bit of most things in that business. In college, he would go to accident scenes and pick up dead people. More recently, he’s served to pick up bodies out of homes or take them to drop off points to be shipped.
Picking up dead people? Was he in the Monty Python movie?
Dad doesn’t know what Monty Python is, but he would probably like it.
This, I look forward to immensely
I hope it won’t disappoint, Kate.
Wonder if they paint the toenails of dead people? Who gets that job? A necropheliac with a foot fetish? OK, I know, that is just wrong….
I don’t even want to know, Carnell.
Bet I could find out a book on it. Now that would be fun reading!
I had no idea your dad worked for a funeral home. What a very interesting man! I will look forward to your particular twist…yes, you have a lot of your dad’s spirit, Andra. THis should be fun!
Or sick and twisted, Debra……Remember, I am putting my own slant on Dad’s tale……….
Ha! Yes, you do that well…
I’ll be prepared!
This is my favorite funny funeral story:
http://nrhatch.wordpress.com/2010/09/11/morbid-humor-the-funeral-procession/
This is my favorite creepy funeral story:
http://nrhatch.wordpress.com/2010/03/27/measure-twice-cut-once-contest-10/
I hope your father never used HIS woodworking skills to fit the corpse to the coffin . . . rather than vice versa!