“Mom. You don’t have to write it yourself.”
Here’s a short story inspired by the phrase "Declue Funeral Home Obits." declue funeral home obits
The words felt like cardboard. She deleted passed away and wrote died . Henry hated euphemisms. Just say it, Margie. Dead is dead. Then tell ‘em about the fishing. “Mom
Margaret Declue had written over two thousand obituaries. For thirty years, she’d sat at the same oak desk in the back of Declue Funeral Home, translating grief into graceful prose. She knew the rhythms: Beloved husband of… passed peacefully… surrounded by family… declue funeral home obits