A Sad Ritual

A few years ago, I published a post after having gone through my cell phone, deleting the names of people who had died.  With just over 3,300 posts, I tried a few search terms, but could not find it.  images

This afternoon, I did it again, deleting phone numbers that I’ll probably never need again. Thirty four of the five hundred ( yes, five hundred) or so that I deleted were people who had died.

Friends, co-workers, mentors and  family members.

Time marches on and those of us in funeral service know as well as anyone that sometimes the band suddenly stops.

Anyone else ever do that?

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I am just a simple, village undertaker back living in Aiken, South Carolina, USA who likes to share the view out of my window.
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5 Responses to A Sad Ritual

  1. We I was 16, I was a kitchen helper in a nursing home. About one a week we’d get a notice that a patient had ‘expired.’ It was my job to find their meal card on the trays and take it to the office. That always felt weird.

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  2. My husband does, but then he’s a minister. Comes with the territory, I suppose.

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  3. Mark says:

    An interesting post about something I had never really thought about. I suppose it is very final and another way in which mourning has entered the digital age.

    I’m afraid I’m guilty of not deleting stuff I should very frequently. I have phone numbers for people whom I’ve no idea who they are anymore!

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