What got buried?

[catofhope]

I just found out there was a little mishap after my grandmother's funeral.

My grandmother was cremated and a cousin built a small wooden casket for the urn/ashes.
My uncle Harold was given the task of taking it to the cemetary to bury it.
So after the service he goes to the alter and picks up the box.
The next day he takes it to the cemetary, digs the hole, and buries the box.

The funeral was at my aunt's church.
They have a prayer box at the altar for people to put in prayer request.
When they went to prayer meeting they could not find the prayer box.
BUT they did find an urn behind the altar.

My uncle had buried the prayer box instead of his mother's ashes.
The next day my aunt went to the cemetary and replaced the prayer box with the correct box.

He is NEVER going to live this done.

This is an absolutely true story my mom just told me today.

 

[CoolMom6]

Ok, ok, ya'll are killing me today....!!!!

 

[Heart of a Seeker]

Oh boy!

 

[catofhope]

What is even more confusing is why my uncle or his wife did not notice the slot on the top of the box for the prayer requests.

Was he thinking "she" needed to breathe?

 

[Eleora]

OH MY WORD!!!!! ROTFL

You know, sometimes things are just funny, perhaps when they shouldn't be.

My parents are elderly. About a year ago, I get a phone call (they're just a couple streets over btw). Anyhoo, mom says that her and dad "bought a condo." The first thing that goes through my mind is that they're downsizing and selling their house. My mom goes on to explain that they had bought a burial vault and that she wants me to come with them to see it.

We get to the masoleum and there are flocks of Canadian geese waddling around quite happily, leaving little goose "prezzies" everywhere. Well, my mom is a neat freak. The "prezzies" really disturbed her. Anyway, we depart. I'm all down at the mouth for having to face the fact that, if I don't predecease them, I will someday be putting them there to rest.

A few days pass. I get another phone call. Mom informs me that they traded in their vault on a better model - one that is indoors and AWAY FROM THE GOOSE POOP!!!!! ROTFL She said that she doesn't want goose poo outside her resting place. Of course, we had to go visit the indoor vault the coming weekend. She informs me that they will be slid in head to head - presumably so they can talk?!?!??!?!?! LOL

Okay, that aside... (Mom and dad are a hoot btw.) Mom and dad were driving a new Toyota Avalon a few years back. It was really bothering dad that there were bucket seats in front. He's just a bench seat kind of guy. LOL Further, he's afraid mom won't be able to drive to the Toyota dealership to get the car serviced, should something happen to him. So, dad (against mom's wishes - tsk) trades the car in on a new Buick - quite a nice car for older folks. They drive that car about a year. Then, they get word that the Buick dealership is moving into downtown. Dad doesn't want mom to have to drive in downtown traffic should he die and her be forced to drive. So, yep! You guessed it! He traded the Buick for a Caddy. I've got my fingers crossed that the Caddy dealership doesn't move.

 

[Eleora]

What is even more confusing is why my uncle or his wife did not notice the slot on the top of the box for the prayer requests.

Was he thinking "she" needed to breathe?

I'm in stitches!!!!! Too funny!!!!!

 

[catofhope]

OH MY WORD!!!!! ROTFL

You know, sometimes things are just funny, perhaps when they shouldn't be.

My parents are elderly. About a year ago, I get a phone call (they're just a couple streets over btw). Anyhoo, mom says that her and dad "bought a condo." The first thing that goes through my mind is that they're downsizing and selling their house. My mom goes on to explain that they had bought a burial vault and that she wants me to come with them to see it.

We get to the masoleum and there are flocks of Canadian geese waddling around quite happily, leaving little goose "prezzies" everywhere. Well, my mom is a neat freak. The "prezzies" really disturbed her. Anyway, we depart. I'm all down at the mouth for having to face the fact that, if I don't predecease them, I will someday be putting them there to rest.

A few days pass. I get another phone call. Mom informs me that they traded in their vault on a better model - one that is indoors and AWAY FROM THE GOOSE POOP!!!!! ROTFL She said that she doesn't want goose poo outside her resting place. Of course, we had to go visit the indoor vault the coming weekend. She informs me that they will be slid in head to head - presumably so they can talk?!?!??!?!?! LOL

Okay, that aside... (Mom and dad are a hoot btw.) Mom and dad were driving a new Toyota Avalon a few years back. It was really bothering dad that there were bucket seats in front. He's just a bench seat kind of guy. LOL Further, he's afraid mom won't be able to drive to the Toyota dealership to get the car serviced, should something happen to him. So, dad (against mom's wishes - tsk) trades the car in on a new Buick - quite a nice car for older folks. They drive that car about a year. Then, they get word that the Buick dealership is moving into downtown. Dad doesn't want mom to have to drive in downtown traffic should he die and her be forced to drive. So, yep! You guessed it! He traded the Buick for a Caddy. I've got my fingers crossed that the Caddy dealership doesn't move.

Away from the goose poop.

 

[Eleora]

I could do a song with that fvm. Instead of "my little deuce coupe," I could do "away from goose poop." LOL

 

[Tumbleweed64]

I could do a song with that fvm. Instead of "my little deuce coupe," I could do "away from goose poop." LOL

 

[Metwo]

What is even more confusing is why my uncle or his wife did not notice the slot on the top of the box for the prayer requests.

Was he thinking "she" needed to breathe?

No, just a way out when her body is resurrected .