Elizabeth: There was Jack’s funeral last week and now there’s Janet’s tomorrow.
Robert: And then Tom is fading fast so his funeral is likely to be in a week or two.
Elizabeth: He is after all, what, 91 or 92.
Robert: They come in clusters. We’ll be in one of those clusters when our number comes up.
Elizabeth: It’s a bit like playing Bingo, yes. I’ll miss Janet especially though. Only 69. She was a friend from 30 years ago. That makes it upsetting.
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Voice-over
Thus the great and less great pass, and among them, quite a few friends. One seems to arrive at the end of the road wondering where all one’s traveling companions have disappeared. R.I.P. (requiescat in pace).
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