Family of Five

He wore an orange t-shirt to drive this white flat bed truck east into the city of Milwaukee. Only 7:45 AM, the driver had a delivery to make before noon. A jointed mechanical arm extended backward, over the cab and set the claw bucket on the truck bed safely to the side of the cargo. Like the driver, the mechanical arm had  a job to do this morning, and it would do it well as it was built for one purpose; dig a six foot deep hole in the earth, wide enough and level enough for  a crypt.

This machine had a full day of work ahead because on that flat bed truck road two adult size gold painted crypts to hold caskets. At the foot of the adult crypts rode obediently, three child size crypts painted bronze. Three months ago it was Christmas and this family celebrated. In one week it will be Easter.Surely there are Easter baskets the friends and family members would prefer to fill over these crypts.

I'm going to wonder about that family of five I passed on the highway and never met. Peace family of five.