My nephew guilted me into going on a field trip with him. To a funeral home. Science Club or something like that. I suppose there’s a lot of science wrapped up in death, but I’m not sure that most of it is to be found in a funeral home.

His mother, though, being the kind of person she is, wouldn’t go, and it was her turn to be a chaperone.

I picked out a casket for each member of my family. And an urn.

I made a mental note to discuss preferences (cremation or burial) at the next holiday feast.