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This is from Jan McCarten Sansom
I liked the story about the Patterson Funeral Home. My Grandparents lived across the from the Hearse House on Bridge St. at 233 Bridge St. My Grandfather was ill with cancer and mostly bedridden. It was a lovely Spring day and he dearly wished to be downstairs to enjoy the view and be closer to the family.
He was unable to walk downstairs himself, so my Grandmother called Putt Patterson to come over with his stretcher to carry my Grandfather downstairs. Needing and extra hand they called George, who worked at Bennett’s Butcher store next door to come and help, which he did willingly. All he was told was they needed help bringing Mr. Buchanan downstairs.
Arriving at my grandparent’s home, George saw that my grandfather was already lying on the stretcher, arms folded and eyes closed. Just as they started down the front stairs, my grandfather, raised his head and greeted George with a smile and a hello. Poor George almost dropped his end of the stretcher, because he thought they were taking my grandfather to the funeral home. My grandfather had a wicked sense of humour and thought this was a great joke. Poor George disappeared from work for about 4 days after—probably due to the shock!
Thanks Jan– this was fabulous!!
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