The year was 2001 and a funeral director could not go for 24 hours without someone asking what they thought about the HBO TV show, Six Feet Under, (SFU).
It created an interest in our field not seen since Jessica Mitford published The American Way of Death back in 1963.
Each of the sixty-three episodes opened with someone dying. The first episode began with a corny, hearse commercial and then proceeded to the death of funeral home owner, Nathaniel Fisher, leaving his family and funeral home in chaos, two days before Christmas.
The title of this post is a quote from when Ruth Fisher learns of her husband’s death and tells her son, David, the heir apparent to the family business.
I watched every episode of the first season, but then , things changed. What had started as a story about a weired family, trying to run a funeral home, morphed into a drama about a sexually dysfunctional family that just happened to own a funeral home.
This morning, I was doing some cleaning and I came accross an old, Christmas present from my daughters, The First season of SFU on DVD.
I had some things to do, but I put on the first episode and it was like going back to my childhood home.
It is still a good representation of our work and some of the conversations with ghosts are quite interesting. There is a bit of dark humor and great, one-liners. It was a good reminder that life isn’t always like it is on Leave it To Beaver.
The personalities and conflicts are found in almost every funeral home (and home) accross America, regardless of who owns or lives in it.
I tried to find some video links, but most have been disabled so they can’t be copied and the others contained language that some of you would probably not appreciate, so if you are interested, youtube will satisfy.
Does anyone have a SFU story?