burchquilts

There was a man, who had worked all his life, had saved all of his money, and was a real miser when it came to his money.

Just before he died, he said to his wife...'When I die, I want you to take all my money and put it in the casket with me. I want to take my money to the afterlife with me.'

And so he got his wife to promise him, with all of her heart, that when he died, she would put all of the money into the casket with him.
Well, he died.

He was stretched out in the casket, his wife was sitting there - dressed in black, and her friend was sitting next to her. When they finished the ceremony, and just before the undertakers got ready to close the casket, the wife said,

'Wait just a moment!'

She had a small metal box with her; she came over with the box and put it in the casket. Then the undertakers locked the casket down and they rolled it away.

So her friend said, 'Girl, I know you were not foolish enough to put all that money in there with your husband.'

The loyal wife replied, 'Listen, I'm a Christian; I cannot go back on my word. I promised him that I was going to put that money into the casket with him.'

'You mean to tell me you put that money in the casket with him!?!?!?'

'I sure did,' said the wife. 'I got it all together, put it into my account, and wrote him a check....
if he can cash it, then he can spend it.'

sewnsewer2

LOL, love it!

burchquilts

There's more than one way to skin a cat, isn't there? LOL!

sew_Tracy

Sweet! What a good girl!

almond

Good one! Now that is thinking!

Neesie

What a wise woman!

Ramona Byrd

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I remember in about 1948 or so, on the Yuma reservation, one of the Pimas died and it was the custom to
smash all his/her belongings. One white man came along and talked one saddened widow into giving
him money to put on the fire when they burnt the body. He then put a piece of white paper on it, but
some of the Indians were very well educated...when that paper burnt the man was ready to take off,
but was stopped and forced to "discuss" his actions. The money was recovered, and, unfortunately,
(to our minds) was thrown on the fire and burnt with its owner. The white man decided to leave town.
Dear old Jim Rainbow was a very smart man, deeply religious but true to his tribe's traditions. long
live the memory of Jim and his wife, Junie May, they were real good people. Rare good friends to have.

QuiltnNan

good one!!!!

Nell Dwyer

Good one here-Thanks for the idea and laugh.

maxo

Too funny!