One more humorous story...at least to me
Back during my Groton Plantation time, there were several
cemeteries with monuments that said something like XXXX, consort of so and so.
Well, during a visit by a private school in New England, one of
the girls asked me what “consort” might mean, and what else did I think about
it.
Before I could answer with my opinion, a white wife from
Charleston, SC, volunteered that “it all depended on who died first”. This
included the size of the monuments, which we were repairing as best we could.
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