Dealing with the aftermath of Ma's funeral lead FCC and me back to the funeral home in Chocolate Bay for more thank you cards, and a dozen more copies of the memorials from the funeral.
As FCC spoke with the owner of the funeral home, I passed time reading whatever was on the office's counter, including a list of what I assumed to be funeral home supplies. On this list was an item called a "red neck bulb."
Apparently, this is not something used to plant someone named "Bubba".
When I asked about this item, the funeral home director led me to one of the viewing rooms and pointed out the bulbs in the lamps close to where the deceased would be laid out for the wake. From the mid-point of the bulb to the socket, the glass was red. Apparently, there are circumstances where the deceased needs special lighting, and this is what the bulb is all about.
Personally, I like my definition better, but that's life!
Later, Mushers!
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I find myself oddly entranced by the vision of some portly fellow with sombre face and black suit setting up a semi-redlight district for a wake. The things we learn from blogs!
I was wondering if there is an version of "Duelling Banjos" for the organ- perhaps in the cadence of most Presbyterian music?
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