And So Begins My New Life

Join me as I embark on a new life and new career in Funeral Services.

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I'm a Funeral Services graduate embarking on a new career. I graduated high school in 1981, served honorably in the United States Navy from 1982-1986, been married since 1986, and have one son. I've relocated to a new state and have begun working in my chosen profession of Funeral Services, and I've never been happier.

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Thursday, December 20, 2012

What Do They Do When I'm Not There?

I swear I am so frustrated today. Early this week we got a call which was to be embalming, viewing and visitation, then burial at the National Cemetery, for today. I was off yesterday, and we had only one call while I was gone. You would think that knowing a couple of days ahead of time you are going to need a clean hearse and a clean limousine, that someone would take care of it when there was nothing else going on. But no...I arrive at work this morning to find the body had not been placed in the chapel, the hearse had not been cleaned or fueled, and the limousine had not been cleaned or fueled. I get so frustrated sometimes! I know I'm not the only one that actually works around the place, but I swear some days it sure feels like I am. So naturally I pushed the casket into the chapel, got the coach gassed up, and cleaned the limo and the hearse (with assistance from my slack co-workers).

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Mortality

I had a most unusual dream last night; almost a nightmare. I dreamed the world was ending, and there was not a thing anyone on earth could do about it. Either the earth was falling into the sun, or the moon was falling onto the earth, or both, but the outcome was inevitable. In my dream I remember acknowledging the fact that I was going to die, and I wasn't ready. I was afraid of what I might find on the other side, and I wasn't ready to deal with that eventuality. Even though it was a dream, the dread and apprehension were very real, and I awoke feeling as if I had lived that dream in waking life, and escaped death by the narrowest of margins.

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