We have a regular morning routine in our household. Just as I finish my morning bowl of mush, hubby takes the bowl away and brings my coffee. (Note: I have never asked him to do this… he just does it). Usually it’s about the same time that I turn to the obituary page. Usually he stands over my shoulder and picks out at least one picture and comments, “That guy looks familiar” or “Geeze they all look so young.” Yesterday as he looked over my shoulder he exclaimed, “Wow they changed the format of the obituaries, I don’t think I like it.”
”Look again,” I say “It’s the new survivors”…
