Death Greeting Cards

So, Does Anyone Else Feel That Their Needs Aren't

I Can't Believe I Ate All That Kale For Nothing

Contractor Examining A Blueprint And Speaking

Thank Goodness You're Here - I Can't Accomplish

All Dogs Go To Heaven

I Was A Dog In A Previous Life

Carl! No!

I Want My Ashes Scattered Over Bergdorf's

If I Die First

Curiosity

There Goes The Aubusson

His Last Words Were 'let's Go Mets.'

Grim Reaper plays hide and seek at an old-age home.

Smile for our Christmas card

In A Way, I Am Kind Of Famous. But You've

'life Cycle'

Welcome Aboard. You Are Now Exempt From Federal

A Man Behind A Desk Reads A Piece Of Paper

At A Gym, Death Runs On A Treadmill Behind Three

Pharaoh To Son

How Make Calm Down

New Yorker December 15th, 1997

A Coffin Lays On An Analyst's Couch

A Group Of People Talk To A Doctor

The Death Penalty Box

I Don't Suppose You Play Pickleball

Well, When You Haunt, Do You Have To Float

I'm Only Going To The Party Because The Suicide

And That's My Tomb

New Yorker February 3rd, 1997

New Yorker July 6th, 1998

A Man Walks Down The Street With The Grim Reaper

New Yorker September 26th, 2005

Is He The God Of The Old Or The New Testament

I'd Just Like To Know Why

New Yorker February 24th, 1997

Throw In Bell Atlantic

A Man In A Minivan Speaks To A Woman At A Car

Whoa! I Was Just Playing Dead

Donald Is Such A Fatalist - He's Convinced He's

No, You Die First

Ed Roxey! I Didn't Know You Were Dead!

I Am Afraid The Reason Is Personal

The Old Neighborhood

B. Altman & Company - Summer

Murchison Is Still In Denial

New Yorker March 27th, 1995

Get Me My Gun. I Want To Squeeze Off A Few Last

Just Say Steamboat Bluffs Oktoberfest

Dynamic Characters

Sticking It Out Through The Season

You're Saying That Because Of The Merger

But Why Should I Pay Twice As Much

Family Photos

Why Weren't You Playing Bereaved?