You cannot see it and this
image but there are heatwaves coming out of the chimney of the
crematorium pictured here. Today was a beautiful tree spring day
along the Wasatch front. I had coffee with my friend at the college
not far from my apartments. She had to leave to teach writing and I
had a perfect day to do whatever I want. If I went home And did
things which are practical I would be inside and not out enjoying
this beautiful morning/day, I did not necessarily want to do that. I
had a few minutes left on my transfer that I purchased earlier In the
morning for the trip to community college so I figured what the
heck, I would take the bus to the movies to see what was playing. I
cut through the college campus to the Redwood Road stop heading
south. I wasn't sure when the 217 would be coming but it wouldn't be
long. The time was almost 1 o'clock and the movie A Wrinkle In
Time was scheduled to start at
1:30 PM I figured I had all the time in the world.
The
bus stop in front of the college, to catch the southbound Redwood
Road is almost directly across from a crematorium. This place
fascinates me for a number of reasons. For one reason, I don't think
I have ever seen a working crematorium, that I realized was a
crematorium, until I came across this one not long after I moved to
the neighborhood. A bit of a shame the place is not accessible which
I really find hard believe. I really wanted to go inside and have a
look around even if just the front end. I suppose the place has a
chapel. I don't know how it works. Maybe, the place does not have a
chapel maybe they just receive the “product" where the
“product” is rendered to dust, put in a jar and sent back to the
mortuary/church where a service is there then performed.
In
the entire time I have lived here at the apartments and travel back
and forth to the community College which is often I've never seen a
gaggle of cars parked around this facility. I see staff cars, what I
think are staff vehicles, just because they are always there but you
would think even if there is no chapel, you'd see a hearse every once
in a while dropping off “work”. The only thing I surmise is that
deliveries are made under cloak of darkness.
One
of the reasons I would be interested in gaining access to the
crematorium to see if there's any kind of work that I could do,
part-time or maybe full-time depending on the task. The crematorium
is extremely close to where I live and the extra funds would
certainly not hurt. However I cannot gain access through the front
door. I just cannot muster up the courage or audacity to see if there
is access through the garage where I presume the “product” must
be deposited. I'm not sure how I would broach the question of
employment. Still, I think even if I had to volunteer, the experience
would be fascinating.
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