Dear undertakers, the other day I walked by your fine store/shop/whatever you call your office.
You'd obviously put some effort into your display window, comparing funerals of today and yesteryear.
Then:
Now:
I can't help but feeling us poor suckers of today are missing out.
Not even a violin player! Just a measly little CD.
What are you trying to tell us with this display?
I don't understand you, but I think I like you.
-your mere mortal end consumer
ps. Yes, you LTMJ readers with great memories, it's the same place.
