Love to everyone of my friends at Adland

I really should be working on my next interview, but this caught my attention.

Honestly, I don't really care what anyone says about me, because I'll no longer be here. However, I'm pretty sure there won't be a dry eye at my funeral. I have a lot of friends that see me as fun, caring, loving, unselfish, and giving.

The only other thing I wish to add is that I hope I live a long and full life and that I achieve everything I sought out to do in music as a writer and as a radio host and be remembered for my efforts in this industry.

Michael,

I'm sure that you will help a lot of people meet their full potential.

That would be a great epitaph.

Roger

Here are some of the funniest epitaphs:

Most from the USA but some from England

Here are some of the funniest epitaphs:

It was a Cough

That carried him Off

It was a Coffin

They Carried him Off In

On an attorney’s tombstone:

Goembel

John E.

1867-1946

“The defense rests”

Here lies Johnny Yeast.

Pardon me For not rising.

Ruidoso, New Mexico

Jedediah Goodwin

Auctioneer

Born 1828

Going!

Going!!

Gone!!!

1876

Stranger tread

This ground with gravity.

Dentist Brown

Is filling his last cavity.

Here Lies Jane Smith

Wife of Thomas Smith

Marble Cutter:

This Monument Erected

By Her Husband

As A Tribute

To Her Memory.

Monuments of this style

are 250 Dollars.

Effie Jean Robinson

1897-1922

Come blooming youths,

as you pass by ,

And on these lines do cast an eye.

As you are now, so once was I;

As I am now, so must you be;

Prepare for death and follow me.

Upon which someone scribbled:

To follow you

I am not content,

How do I know

Which way you went.

Here lies Lester Moore.

Four slugs

From a forty-four.

No Les

No More.

Here lies Johnny Cole.

Who died upon my soul

After eating a plentiful dinner.

While chewing his crust

He was turned into dust

With his crimes undigested -

poor sinner.

Bill Blake

Was hanged by mistake.

Here lays Butch.

We planted him raw.

He was quick on the trigger

But slow on the draw.

Here lies a man named Zeke.

Second fastest draw

in Cripple Creek.

Here lies the body of Arkansas Jim.

We made the mistake, But the joke’s on him.

He called

Bill Smith

A Liar

I would

rather be here

than in Texas.

Here lies the body

Of Margaret Bent

She kicked up her heels

And away she went.

He got a fish-bone

in his throat

and then he sang

an angel note.