Where will they visit?

I thought this was a funny joke. And much needed after my post about funeral processions.

This joke further supports my idea of my children going on with their lives after I kick the bucket. I hope that by the time I die we can talk about my girls going to Bloomingdale’s twice a week instead of the Dollar Store or Walgreen’s to get some candy.

An elderly woman from Brooklyn decided to prepare her will and make her final requests.

She told her rabbi she had two final requests.

First, she wanted to be cremated, and second, she wanted her ashes scattered over Bloomingdales.

“Bloomingdales!” the rabbi exclaimed.“Why Bloomingdales?”

“Then I’ll be sure my daughters visit me twice a week.”


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