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October 25, 2005


Delbra Thrash

There's no spiritual meaning to my comments...I just couldn't keep myself from responding. When we were choosing a casket for my dad, the salesman was pointing out various features and guarantees of different models. After hearing about hermetically sealed caskets ( kept in a mayonaise jar under Funk and Wagnalls' porch, no doubt), metals that wouldn't rust vs. metals guaranteed to last for 20 years, and the beauty of the grain in the oak wood, I asked him who was going to be digging it up and looking at it in 20 years. I still don't understand the life-time warranty that came with some of them.

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