I Bury the Living Page #2

the management

of a whole big cemetery

when I'm up to my neck in my own business?

"As retiring... "

Hold it. Of course I can.

Tradition, particularly for us Krafts.

You always harp on dignity, honor, prestige.

Well, how do you

think we got it?

Because your great grandfather,

your grandfather,

and your father served on

every community project,

board, and committee that was ever created.

They served for free.

But they did it for business.

That's what a fine family has

to do in this town.

And you can't refuse to do it

without losing a lot of respect

from our customers.

And another thing...

It's just not done.

Well, pass me over

till next year.

I'm up to my ears.

Bob, do you realize

you're talking about

only a few hours a month,

at the most?

McKee, the caretaker, handles everything.

All you do is show up

once a week

and sign the checks.

- It's getting late, George...

- Proceed, Henry.

Raise your right hand.

Well, what about Bill Honegger?

Raise your right hand.

"Do you, Robert Kraft,

swear to discharge the duties

and responsibilities of this office

faithfully and completely,

to the utmost of your abilities?"

I do.

Congratulations, Bob.

See ya.

- So long, Henry.

- Thanks, Mr. Trowbridge.

Thank you, Uncle George.

Uh, okay, Miss Lane,

you can put through his calls now.

Thank you, Mr. Watson.

I'll ring him for you now.

Hello.

There's a guy named Watson

on the phone, says it's urgent.

- Do you know him?

- Of Olds and Watson?

Of Olds and Watson, you know.

Oh, the undertaker. Swell.

Hello.

Well, thank you very much, Mr. Watson.

I'll do the best job I can.

Yes, sir.

Aw, you're kidding.

Well, sir, uh, don't worry about it.

I'll take care of it myself.

I'll be there within an hour.

Yes, sir, thank you.

Well, what about this ad?

Have to wait, I'm sorry.

Well, now, call McKee.

You don't have to go up there every time.

This is different.

Somebody prominent?

Stu Drexel and his wife.

Stu and Bethie?

No.

Hi.

Hi, Jess.

McKee, this is Mr. Jessup

of The Milford Herald.

Hi. Jessup, Jessup...

Oh, the West Slope,

between the Pattersons and the Finleys.

What else is new?

You were my big news for the day.

"Asked about plans

for the coming year,

Kraft revealed the Immortal Hills will install

a drive-in bar to stimulate additional trade."

I'm stuck with the obituary detail.

Boy, it's cold in here.

McKee, let's get that heat on

no later than tomorrow, huh?

We'd better get ready

for the interment.

Aye, that'll be done, sir.

And you better change the Drexel pins,

black instead of white.

Oh, they already

got black pins, sir.

Oh? Who changed them?

Well, now, the last I remember

was the very day

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