“This is the second most important event in my life after my funeral”, my Congolese friend told me at his graduation from seminary.
As surprising as this statement was, I should have expected it. Funerals are a big deal wherever we have worked in Africa. I saw Africans bumped from a once-a-week flight without complaining because it was to make room for a man and his wife going to his father’s funeral. Church leaders sometimes denounce the amount of money sometimes spent on lavish funerals.
It was in Accra, Ghana that I found the most colorful funeral accoutrements. There, a few casket makers specialize in caskets made in a form that reflects the profession of the deceased. Customers can pick from a selection of ready-made caskets in a variety of forms, or special order one in a form which will commemorate the deceased. And, yes, they do bury them.
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I love this post. A very special friend of mine was making caskets out of redwood. They were called living caskets. You would get one and use it as a window seat and linen chest until you die and then you would be buried in it. I love the idea. God Bless you and Dayle.
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Thanks for the encouragement, Bobby.
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Chuck was impressed with the truck. Should have known, anything with an engine grabs his attention. I am curious about prices. Those casket people are really artist. The display is interesting but we’ll go with our planned simple container.
Joyce
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We asked about prices but I cannot remember. They were certainly less than caskets in the US.
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