Today, at cemetery following a friend's mother's funeral, my friend took a photo as we supporters placed flowers placed on the casket. I wasn't surprised. My friend is an artist and spent many years as a photography professor. Also, I took a photo of my very own mother as she lay in the casket at church, prior to the funeral. Is it mawkishness? A reflex reaction as a "documenter?" A need to "get it"—and/or to come to terms? Does a photo differ from a death mask? A July 19, 2017 article by Nancy West in The Atlantic offers some history and insights.
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