"Gary" wrote in message ...
Since we've been talking lately about funerals, death, and food, please
allow me to put in a joke on the subject. It's one I saved from many
years
ago:

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An elderly man was at home in bed, dying. He smelled the aroma
of his favorite chocolate chip cookies baking. He wanted one last
cookie before he died.

He fell out of bed, crawled to the landing, rolled down the stairs,
and crawled into the kitchen where his wife was busily baking his
favorite cookies.

With waning strength he crawled to the table and was just barely
able to lift his withered arm to the cookie sheet. As he grasped
a warm, moist, chocolate chip cookie, his favorite kind, his wife
suddenly whacked his hand with a spatula.

"Why...?" he whispered, "why did you do that...?"

"They're for the funeral," she replied.

LOL, good one.

Cheri