On August 21 I did something that I still can’t believe I did. I signed off on documents for Odis to be cremated. I did a double-take when I saw that Bob McCollom had written “Friend” in the appropriate blank. The truth is that I barely knew Odis, and I told Bob. In turn, Bob pointed out that even if I hadn’t been Odis’s friend in life, I was in death.
An archivist at the National Archives helps to make sure a deceased neighbor is buried at Arlington National Cemetary. Read the full post on the Prologue blog.