For a Merry Prankster, A Day-Glo-Free Funeral
It was a fitting night for a Prankster’s wake. Halloween jack-o’-lanterns glowed in the windows of farmhouses draped with American flags; plastic tombstones leered up from the dark lawns. Exactly the way Ken Kesey-if not my Uncle Sandy-would have staged it.
As the mourners poured into the Stewart Murphy Funeral Home in the quiet Read More
