I brought a bunch of old family photos from my parents to scan. Most of them I had seen before but there was a thing of negatives in there that I hadn’t looked at before. I think they were probably from the ’70s. I look at the first few and they’re of a funeral. Okay, no big deal. Then I come to a negative that’s of the coffin…open. With a dead guy in it. Then next is a woman leaning in next to the guy to get her picture taken with him. I was a little disturbed. Please, if I’m dead, don’t take your picture with me. In fact, don’t take a picture of me at all when I’m dead.