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Hi listeners, I'm Jamie Lake, and I have a story I want to tell you a story that'll have you sitting up straight and

sleepless as Granny so gather round and listen close. The My Granny died on Thursday.

She was just about the oldest woman in these parts,

being 72 and as wrinkled as an old paper bag,

but possessing several teeth still,

which we was all proud of.

Most old folks of that age have nothing but gums.

Granny's been prepared for her cremation, which will take place in the clearing by the pond.

Then her ashes will be interred in the graveyard us bills has been in for the last 60 years or so.

Grandpa has been there for eight years already. I hardly remember him. Uncle Shooter is there,

great Aunt Lou, two of my siblings that I never knew because they died before I was born.

And my mama is there too. Those are just the recent

Bill's burials. Granny's place is dug and ready. It's very small, just big

enough for the jar.

We seem to be the only ones around here who go to this trouble.

Today is dark with heavy clouds.

I can tell the wind is building up to something and daddy says that's

fitting for a funeral but not good for a cremation.

Granny hasn't been left alone since she died, though she wasn't much alone when she was sick neither.

Everybody had paid a good deal of attention to her while she was feeling poorly.

Not that we had much choice. The way she demanded whatever she wanted, even if it was just someone to sit next to her bed and read to her while she slept.

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