The Funeral Director Whispered “There’s Another Mrs. Callahan at the Sign-In Book” — She Buried Him YESTERDAY, in Millbrook
Twenty minutes before my husband’s funeral, the director pulled me into the hallway by the coat rack with the face of a man encountering his first true first in four hundred services: a woman was at the sign-in book with two teenagers, asking about family seating, saying she was Mrs. Callahan — and holding a…