The 1918 worldwide influenza epidemic has been in the news lately. In November 1918, my father died, also my sister and her husband, leaving two young children, a boy and a girl, as orphans.
When my sister died, there had been a funeral in the small town, so when the funeral procession passed our front door on the way to the graveyard they just lifted the homemade casket onto the hay rack pulled by two horses.
She never did have a funeral.
Lamont M. Jensen
Salt Lake City