08/25/2022
Most of you know that I started in this field when I was 18. I never wanted to do anything else and I know this career found me in many ways.
When you start out in this field you must serve an apprenticeship. During these two years, you work under a licensed embalmer, then attend an embalming school, and then pass the embalmers exams. When I was in school, there were no classes or schooling to be a funeral director; only to become an embalmer.
The word funeral director is a very old term for a person in the mortuary business and it’s still used today. However, a true funeral director must have background schooling and then take and pass the state board exam to be a funeral director. No matter what area you are in the field, you are usually referred to as a funeral director; confusing I know.
The first family I met with was by accident, everyone had left, and I was alone in a mortuary I once worked years ago. A woman came to the door, flung It open, and said “my mother just died!” I was so scared, but I quickly realized so was she, so something just took over in me and I navigated her through things. Before you knew it, we had every detail completed from the casket to the colors of flowers, the date and times of the viewing, mass, and burial. When my boss finally returned, I had gone to St Mary’s to pick up the deceased and was embalming her. When he returned and asked, “Where did the case come from?” “When will the family be in?” “What’s the name?”, I told him I had met with the family, picked up the deceased myself, and the family was pleased that all services are planned, and all details are completed. He went and checked, and to his surprise, there was nothing left undone. On the day of the deceased woman’s burial, the daughter asked me if I would please come to her house for the reception. I agreed and while sitting on the front porch swing with her talking, she asked “How long have you been doing this? You look rather young.” I decided to tell her the truth and shared “You are the first family I ever met with and arranged it all.” She laughed and said, “I had no idea.” Now to this day, nearing forty years later, you will find me on Christmas Day, sitting on the front porch on her swing talking and laughing.