At my father’s funeral, my brother stood up in front of everyone and announced he planned to sell our family home to cover his $340,000 gambling debt. My mother simply nodded, as if it made perfect sense.
Chapter 1: The Eulogy of Greed The air in Peterson and Sons Funeral Home was thick with the cloying, sweet scent of lilies and the muffled, rhythmic sounds of forty …
At my father’s funeral, my brother stood up in front of everyone and announced he planned to sell our family home to cover his $340,000 gambling debt. My mother simply nodded, as if it made perfect sense. Read More