Bethany Cemetery, Cunnington Ave., Charleston, S.C.
I feel very wicked posting during the day on a weekday. I still sound congested with a head cold and people are so paranoid about catching anything that I slipped into my office to make sure the day was in order, made a few calls, did payroll, put a sign on my door and came home. Normally I'd work through this but these are funny times so I have an unexpected free day!
Here is a cemetery joke to celebrate:
An old man was on his death bed, and wanted to be buried with his money. He called his priest, his doctor and his lawyer to his bedside. "Here's $30,000 cash to be held by each of you. I trust you to put this in my coffin when I die so I can take all my money with me."
At the funeral, each man put an envelope in the coffin. Riding away in a limousine, the priest suddenly broke into tears and confessed, "I only put $20,000 into the envelope because I needed $10,000 to repair the roof of the church."
"Well, since we're confiding in each other," said the doctor, "I only put $10,000 in the envelope because we needed a new X-ray machine for the pediatrics ward at the hospital which cost $20,000."
The lawyer was aghast. "I'm ashamed of both of you," he exclaimed. "I want it known that when I put my envelope in that coffin, I enclosed a check for the full $30,000."
Bethany Cemetery is a lovely spot. If you head up Meeting St., turn right after the railroad (just past Santi's). It is on the right before Magnolia Cemetery.