When I was little I was swimming at the beach and ashes came floating down on me (they were burning a field after harvest). I didn't know what it was. My sister said "it is from the crematorium. They are burning bodies" I nearly drowned. I screamed like there was a shark attacking me. I was an irrational child.
When I was little I was swimming at the beach and ashes came floating down on me (they were burning a field after harvest). I didn't know what it was. My sister said "it is from the crematorium. They are burning bodies" I nearly drowned. I screamed like there was a shark attacking me. I was an irrational child.
When I was little I was swimming at the beach and ashes came floating down on me (they were burning a field after harvest). I didn't know what it was. My sister said "it is from the crematorium. They are burning bodies" I nearly drowned. I screamed like there was a shark attacking me. I was an irrational child.
Funny. Bet she was a big sister.
Yes. 6 years older. She's still full of it.
Sounds pretty rational to me. Now you got me reconsidering cremation.