Just so you know, this looks breathtaking. It’s a Wednesday, and all the plots are full. The grass, glistening with moisture. The front park is crowded with people, six feet below, headstones up to three feet high.
Welcome, the sign says, to Heritage Park.
Part of what I have to do today is look at land. They offer single and double plots, also they have mausoleums and cremation walls. The service is impeccable. Upon arrival we were greeted by a cheery woman who led us to all the best locations.
On the golf car she pointed out, that’s Henry Cy’s, grinning, he bought two mausoleum plots.
You should see the designs, she tells us, they’re magnificent.
Turns out corporations have bought most of the plots already. On the map of available plots, the unavailable ones read coca cola corp. They own everything, and even this woman is only a real estate broker.
She points outeverything on this street is three million, the one after, two-point-eight.
We decided on a single mausoleum plot two blocks away from the main road. My father doesn’t want to leave it up to them to design. He asks, can we use marble?, when she tells us granite is a must.
She continues on telling us of the service package. Saying, you can contact me immediately postmortem. Smiling she tells us, this is my land line, and here is my cell phone. Once you buy from Heritage you receive the whole package.
Just for reference, the package includes post mortem handlings, with various chemicals to be used that aren’t formaldehyde. We’ll be given full access to the funeral hall complete with buffet and Eucharist sessions. The buffet will be for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, she says, and if you do not know a Priest, a Priest may be provided for you.
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