My Dear Bro David,These go by my house every week...sometimes they are gold, silver or crude wood or polished elegance but they are always full, top down and heading for the Church on the square and then the Towns Cemetery...around here they bury people (sometimes the same day they die if they die in the morning) because there is no embalming...rich or poor it's a very quick delivery...recently they've started cremation but that is FAR too expensive for regular folks (however that will be my choice as I don't want to be shoved in one of these above ground vaults)...I want to be buried in Idaho in my Pioneer families plot...lots of friendly English speakers to hob-nob with on the full-moon.
I meant "top up"...and hand high carried on shoulders!
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