You almost never go to a wake anymore that they don't have a collection of photos of the deceased, enjoying life and not being deceased. They may be posted on boards or displayed on a video loop, but it usually is put together with the idea of giving a measure of the deceased's life. And that's nice. Also very interesting, if you only knew the person as an old-timer.
"Wow! He looked like that when he was young?"
"Wow! He was actually young?"
"Wow! They had cameras then?"
My feeling is, we're all gonna go sometime---why wait? I mean, why wait to pick the photos you want shown. Not why wait to die. I can wait to die. Taking care of my photo selection is one less thing for my loved ones to organize, assuming I don't outlive them all.
So here's some preliminary selections from my album, just to give you a taste of what you'll see at my sendoff---we're going to put the fun back in funeral.
|As a baby, I was a well-known nudist in the neighborhood.|
|Yeah, on the sand in my disco days. Gosh, if those beach blankets could talk...|
|Never did find a mustache that really worked for me.|
|Macy's, getting ready for Black Friday.|
|I forgot about the Fred Fro! The ladies all went wild. Not pleased, just wild.|
|My agent was happy about my first nonfiction title.|
|Went on TV to plug it...|
|The balloon didn't generate sales the way we'd hoped.|
|Finally, what we hope will be the ultimate Fred destination. Lemme in, Pete!|
Say, I just realized there's no pictures of loved ones with me in these shots. What could that mean?