"That truth should be silent I had almost forgot"--Enobarbus in ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA, back in Rome after having been too long in Egypt.---------
Melville's PIERRE, Book 4, chapter 5: "Something ever comes of all persistent inquiry; we are not so continually curious for nothing."
Sunday, January 10, 2016
Stakmori Funeral Chairs Bought in 1979
In 1979, freshly impoverished, I bought several folding chairs in Dover. "Funeral chairs," said Nancy Wingate. They served their purposes, and I still have two in the Oratory. Lately, after we began to have rain, I brought one down to the garage so I could sit while putting on shoes and anorak or taking shoes off. Thinking fondly of shopping with Nancy, the authority on funerary customs in Orange, Texas, and environs, I took one to the door and looked on the bottom. STAKMORI, it said. Altogether too explicit for funeral chairs, but how could I object, at my age?
I checked just now and Stakmore is still making chairs . . . .