The Last Person You Want To Meet

I’ve said before, I’m amazed whenever someone chooses a painful method of suicide, especially in the presence of simpler alternatives. Recently I had a lady who burned herself up in her car. She didn’t crash it, she sat in her car and lit some papers on fire and just stayed there. She could have exited…

I’m on Quora, actually one of the few sites I’m not regularly banned from, though I did just get my first warning for calling an anti-vaxxer “highly delusional.” But then, I just got my first measles death, so in my opinion, anti-vaxxers aren’t told often or strongly enough just exactly what they are and what…

I have been incredibly overwhelmed. I hope I haven’t lost any of my eight subscribers. One day in mortuary school, I cried myself to sleep with a bottle of Mad Dog, because it just never stopped. The deaths, endlessly, one after the other, until I no longer knew what day it was. My resolve to…

“We have funerals every day. The families we serve do not.” This was on the sign of a prep room door, and is quickly forgotten by any funeral directors who have taken 3 a.m. calls from people whose mothers were given six months to live. We can’t do anything, but they don’t know that. We…