Why is it acceptable to have our deceased animals preserved for display, but not our loved ones? Author Joy Lee Rutter asked this very question before writing her first book ‘A Disturbing Presence’.
Although fiction, with light horror, lots of humor, and mystery, it still raises the question: If we are willing to have an urn containing the ashes why not display their embalmed remains sitting in their favorite chair for eternity. An urn, sitting on the mantle with ashes and small bits of crushed bone seems a tad macabre, when you really think about it. What is the sentimentality in this strange practice?
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