Two hundred years ago, it was de rigueur to take a family portrait when someone died. As photography was a new-fangled and expensive invention, you couldn’t just snap a shot when your brother tripped and post it on Facebook. When he died, tho, it was worth the investment of dressing him up, posing him as sleeping, and often standing around for a big group photo. Why we no longer do this is beyond me.
Thanks to my Uncle Bill in Savannah, I’ve spent this afternoon viewing dead people photos on this website.
Actually, people still kinda DO do this. I once stumbled onto memorial videos on YouTube, which involved me crying over the deaths of strangers. Some families actually film videos of stillborn babies, which somehow makes some sense to me. They’ve been carried for months, named, loved. Of course they should be mourned in any way the family needs to, and if that means a YouTube video, so be it. I won’t link to videos here, because, you know… But if you’re truly interested, you can search “memorial video” on YouTube and get super depressed (or judgmental. The neck tattoo-factor is pretty high within that genre.)