I was recently perusing some of the book titles in my collection at home.

My collection doesn’t say laser focused, although there is a prevailing theme. Depending on the shelf there is adventure, various philosophical thought or writers using fiction to search for the meaning of our existence. Some shelves look like I’m guilty of “Rabbit!” and take off on the chase, which I frequently am.

One particular short series is actually rather interesting.

What would you do if you were asked to do the eulogy for someone who was still alive? Better yet, someone you felt you barely knew? Yo...