Where Is Why?

Yesterday evening several of us went to find Mr. Why's grave to commemorate the anniversary of his death (which is officially today). He was cremated, and his gravesite is noted only by a small, flat marker. Of course everything was covered in snow, and nobody could remember exactly where the little marker was in relation to a large stone sticking out of the snow. The large stone is purely decorative, but I proposed that we treat it like the grave marker, since nobody could find the actual grave marker. (This is a relatively new crematory garden with not too many graves in it yet.) Richard Bonomo was determined to find it, so we all (including Kathbert and Anna Banana II) dug around in the snow with our boots, but to no avail. The marker was nowhere to be found.

"Man, we can't do ANYTHING with dignity!" I noted.

"Mr. Why is probably watching us and laughing," said Rich.

"You mean giggling evilly," said Kathbert.

We finally gave up and went with my original plan to treat the large, decorative rock as the grave marker, only now instead of being surrounded by pristine white snow, it was in the midst of a sea of scuffed-up, dirty snow with patches of frozen grass showing. Still, the photo I took does convey some loveliness and serenity.

Today Rich emailed us all a photo of Mr. Why's gravesite which he had taken during a warmer month. You can clearly see the large, decorative rock and the small, flat marker to the right of it, exactly where we were looking for it. I still say Mr. Why has not given up being a prankster in death, and he moved while nobody was watching. I can almost hear him giggling evilly: "Hee hee hee!"

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