There’s this joke I like and it goes something like this: My grandfather was a bus driver. When I die, I want to go just like him, quietly and in my sleep. And not screaming in a horrible fiery death. . . like his passengers.
It’s good to have a sense of humor about things, even when one of those things is pushing up daisies. This mom may have passed on, but the parking meter next to her tombstone bears out the epitaph upon it that her humor lives on.
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64 is a ripoff. My guess is if she could come back and change one thing, it would be to have more ¢hange.
I hope her family brings plenty of change when they visit, There's a reason they call the place Boot Hill.
Call me a hopeless romantic, but I'd put a quarter in that … then don my zombie protection gear.
Also, I think they spelled her last name wrong now that she helps the flowers grow.
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Ol' Barb couldn't change her ways, ended up taking a quarter of her life away.
She died on her birthday. RIP, Barbara Sue.
For life is quite absurd
And death's the final word
You must always face the curtain with a bow
Forget about your sin – give the audience a grin
Enjoy it – it's your last chance anyhow
So always look on the bright side of death
Just before you draw your terminal breath
Life's a piece of shit
When you look at it
Life's a laugh and death's a joke, it's true
You'll see it's all a show
Keep 'em laughing as you go
Just remember that the last laugh is on you
(monty python unequaled as always)
Alas, her humor did not pass undiluted to her children, as the joke is greatly spoiled by forcing attention to it with that last line.
Living your life, two hours at a time.
Okay, her's her record at findagrave.com.
http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&…
She's buried in Okemah, Oklahoma. She wanted the meter, and to be buried on the front row, facing the road. The meter was bought by her children on eBay, about a year after she was buried. Go check it out!
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