After his wife died, the uncle of one of my friends decided to plan ahead and order a grave-site marker for himself. A week or so later, he came home to find a message on his answering machine. It was from a young woman at the company where he’d placed his order.
“I don’t know if it’s good news or bad,” she said, “but your headstone is ready.”
“I don’t know if it’s good news or bad,” she said, “but your headstone is ready.”