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| One of my good friends ran a funeral home and he was the mortician. He and his wife were incredibly compassionate and helped a lot of people when they needed it most. We rode motorcycles together, and one day I suggested we take a ride on a Saturday. Well George told me he had a funeral and he would call when he was done, probably right after lunch. So when he called I went to his place. His wife met me at the door and said "Just a minute". She opened the garage door and here was Gorge with all his gear on, sitting on his motorcycle ready to go. He told me, the service just got over and you can't look this happy right after a service. He was one of the best but he had a great sense of humor also. | |
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Know any Morticians?
