Sometimes when visiting a cemetery, I like to look for old grave markers and read the epitaphs. Many are predictable. Like “Rest in Peace.” “Loving Mother.” Or “Faithful Father.”
However, some people, or at least their relatives, exhibited a sense of humor with the choice of epitaphs . Here are some actual inscriptions on tombstones.
Ezekial Aikle, buried in the East Dalhousie Cemetery in Nova Scotia, died at age 102. His Epitaph? “The Good Die Young.” Continue reading
A young lady once consulted with her preacher. “I cannot stick it out any longer. I’m the only Christian where I work. I get nothing but taunts and sneers. It’s more than I can stand. I’m quitting.”
” “Will you tell me,” asked the minister, “where lights are placed?”
“What has that to do with it?” she reacted rather bluntly. Continue reading
I’m not sure of the accuracy of this story, but Alan Smith in his excellent “Thought for the Day” tells it for the truth!
Mensa is an organization whose members have an IQ of 140 or higher. A few years ago, there was a Mensa convention in San Francisco, and several members lunched at a local cafe. While dining, they discovered that their salt shaker contained pepper and their pepper-shaker was full of salt. How could they swap the contents of the bottles without spilling, and using only the implements at hand? Clearly this was a job for Mensa! The group debated and presented ideas, and finally came up with a brilliant solution involving a napkin, a straw, and an empty saucer. They called the waitress over to dazzle her with their solution. Continue reading
A young man was in love with the farmer’s daughter. When he went to her father to “ask for her hand” in marriage, the farmer looked him up and down, then replied. “Sure, son, on one condition.”
“Go stand out in the middle of that field. I’m going to relese three bulls, one at a time. If you can grab the tail of one of the three, you can marry my daughter.” Continue reading