About a month before we left we got a call from a cemetery lot salesman. We figured we maybe should start thinking about that being that we were in our 40's. We were curious so we told him to come along and give us his information - which he did. He showed up wearing a dark suit and white plastic belt and shoes. Hmm. He spoke in very lugubrious tones, telling us all about the beautiful plots we could get, the great monuments we could erect - and on and on. We finally said we'd think about it.
After that he kept calling and finally we said he could come and give us a final pitch. I must say he tried hard - but it was hard to keep from laughing. In the end we said thanks but no thanks and sent him on his way. By that time he was very morose and grumpy - and his final shot as he went out the door was "and I don't like your cat either!"
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