Sometimes With a Big Smile

His father’s business was to sell
headstones. The business was
attached to the house, so he had
a graveyard display in his back-
yard — kinda gruesome, huh?
Fifty-five years later, to convert
a lame backyard fountain into
something without water, he fill-
ed in the hole and before he knew
it he had created a grave in his
backyard. Kinda gruesome, huh?
Until his artist wife put a really
funny face on what had become
a headstone. History repeats it-
self, but, fortunately, sometimes
with a big smile.

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