Contemplating crime while waiting to say goodbye to our friend Dave at the funeral home

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I don’t know what it is about small town funerals that often leads me to think of committing crimes.



Happened yesterday at the visitation for our friend Dave Planinsec, 64. When someone like Dave dies — and there aren’t many like Dave — everyone stops what they’re doing and heads over to pay their respects. 



People stand in line for hours and think about what to say, how