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My tour guide was one of the managers, who I shall call Guido for the sake of this post, he greeted me as soon as I got in the door and we were on our way. We started by looking at the room where the services are held. There were about 15 lines of wooden benches/pews (are they still called pews if it’s not in a church?) on either side of the aisle and a couple of nice flat screen TV’s that hung at the front for videos or picture galleries.  Next we went through the meeting rooms where the funeral directors sit down with the families, they had shelves and tables with some examples of keepsake memorabilia that families can purchase to commemorate their loved ones.  Then there was the room with sample urns, and coffins. They only had a couple of full size coffins, all the rest were quarter coffins – just samples.  Guido explained that you can buy packages, like the “full funeral service” package, one was labelled $9,945.00. Or, the other option is you buy a la carte, “Just like at McDonalds” Guido explained… “I don’t want a value meal, I just want some nuggets and a Coke”. He said it in a soft spoken almost serious tone, I guess he was used to that tone in this particular room but I had to laugh… “Yep, I get it Guido.”

He took me through a hall of waiting rooms, one for the clergy, a small reception room for the immediate family to gather prior to a service, and the funeral overflow room.  Then we went to the reception room, it was one of the nicest I’d ever seen.  There was a large, beautiful mahogany fireplace and mahogany accents throughout the room.  There were a few wooden tables with seating for 4 along the back of the room, as well as oversized patterned arm chairs.  In the centre of the room was a long table with pretty shiny silver antique platters.  Two sets of French doors opened up to a large patio with lots of greenery.  There was a kitchen off to the side, I asked who they contracted for catering and Guido said all of it’s done in-house.

Next we went to an area for the cemetery sales team, managers and admin staff.  I hadn’t really thought of a cemetery sales team before but they do just that, find people interested in preplanning for their own funerals and buying plots.  I learned that although the cemetery and funeral service staff team up, they are actually completely separate divisions. 

Afterwards we headed down a hallway where the walls changed to white and the floor was no longer nice cushy carpet but white linoleum…and very clean, like a hospital, and I knew where we were heading.

The first door opened to a garage, inside was a limo, Guido mentioned they have two but one was out, and then there was a hurse and a van. They also have a couple of golf carts to get around the cemetery and to the crematorium down the way. The next door went to another garage room and I saw a couple of 6 foot boxes on trolleys.  Guido said “Those are going to the embalming room today to be prepped then taken to the crematorium.”  There was also a very, very large fridge.  He asked if I wanted to see inside and I agreed.  He opened the door and I saw 15 white body bags on metal sheets.  The bags kind of formed around the bodies. It seemed unreal, something you would see on TV. My eyes went to one bag that was unzipped on top; I could see the top of a head and a mess of orangey-red tangled hair.  That made it real.  Guido closed the massive door and a smell wafted past my nose, definitely an unpleasant scent…one I wasn’t prepared to take in. I briefly had a moment where I thought to myself “What if I can’t handle the smells? The smell of death when the body isn’t in a fridge anymore and the chemicals…” *shudder*

“How bizarre” I mentioned to Guido, “hard to believe I’ll be lying in a fridge one day.”  “Oh we don’t think about that here, we all seem to have this mentality that it’s never going to happened to us.” he says.  “What? How can you not?” I was already thinking about it.

The embalming room was next but I couldn’t go in as an embalming was taking place.  After my glimpse in the fridge I figured it might be a little too much for one day anyway. I was taken to one last room and it was somewhat like a prep room before the embalming room.  Guido explained that some religions, such as Muslims and Sikh’s, often perform rituals to the bodies before it’s taken in for prep and this is where it would be done. It was a sterile room, with a large stainless steel sink and a curtain.

We made our way back to the nice carpeted area with warmly painted walls and we ended our tour with a view of the funeral directors office and a couple more managers’ offices. 

It was a weird feeling the first time I went to the funeral home because nobody had died, I felt like I should be sad.  After meeting several of the employees, most along this tour (about 20), I felt very comfortable – there’s a sense of family here.  They aren’t what most would stereotype as funeral staff either, they aren’t morbid, they are happy, smiling, sincere, and have wonderful senses of humor.  Another thing I have to mention is how young everyone looks, very young. Guido shared his age with me and he seriously looked 20 years younger, he mentioned a couple of other people that I had met that were just as old.  I honestly believe it has to be the embalming fluids in the air – they are preserving everyone.  Forget Botox, work for a funeral home.  Hmmm, I should talk to their marketing team.  Anyway, it was a great day. I am going to like it here.

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The funeral service profession doesn’t often come to peoples’ minds as a career choice but I just so happened to always have it in the back of mine.  My cousin Faith is in the business and at one point even owned a funeral home.  It was hearing her stories from a young age that made me think that she had such an interesting job and every time I went to a funeral I’d think of her and the people behind the scenes.

At first, I decided to do some online research to see what it entailed and I discovered two things: 1) Although there are many different capacities and roles, funeral directing seemed to be the area I was most interested in and 2) it would require doing an apprenticeship to get a license and there was a high possibility it would also require training as an Embalmer.  Other than that I couldn’t find out much more – there’s a lack of information out there.  So I figured another two things: 1) I gotta call Faith and 2) if this works out, I should spread some information out there – voila, this blog.

I met with Faith and she agreed I fit the funeral director profile (see “About” page) and then I asked about the apprenticeship. She explained that the company she works for requires that funeral directors are also embalmers.  The reason being, that they own numerous homes (that’s common) and not all funeral homes have service centers.  A service centre is where all the preparatory work, embalming and casketing is completed.  So if I were hired to work in a smaller facility that did not have a service center, as a funeral director I would need to do the embalming as well as all the other duties required to serve the family.

It’s not that I have a problem being near a dead person, and I find embalming very interesting…I just don’t know if my weak stomach can handle it.  Faith explained that the actual fluid process is quite simple, just a small incision in the neck where the chemicals flow in and the blood flows out but it’s the autopsy bodies that take a while to get used to. Also, there’s no middle man between the time of death and the embalmer…the body goes straight to you from wherever it may be…the hospital, scene of the accident, you name it, you see it all.  She said though that it’s very rare that you jump right into an apprenticeship, you usually have to be involved with the funeral home first whether it be volunteering, being an attendant, being on call or lucking out with an admin job. I didn’t want to rule out this potential career, I’d try embalming, so I asked if she had any references.  The next thing you know, she’s opened the door for me and I’m meeting with a GM at a local funeral home, one who I shall call John.   

The first meeting with John was just to discuss the biz and offer my services on a volunteer basis but it just so happened that this funeral home was really swamped.  John took a closer look at my qualifications and then subjected me to a rather intense interviewing process.   Over the course of 3 meetings I completed a good 7 hours of sit down interview time. I also had several forms to fill out including drug and alcohol testing forms, a criminal record check and I supplied them with 6 references.  (I swear, if this career doesn’t work out I’m going to be a professional interviewer).  At the end of the process though, I was given an admin job where I will primarily be assisting funeral directors.   

I couldn’t ask for a better start though, I will be working with everyone – the funeral directors, managers, admin staff, cemetery staff and embalmers.  I already knew John and I would get along well, he was so kind-hearted, had a great sense of humor and we had some things in common, like our favourite place to travel.  A couple of other people I had met so far too I knew I would enjoy working with.  This was going to be a great start job to learn all about the profession and at the same time this would ensure that I was the right fit for myself and the company.  It was good timing too.  It’s almost February and the apprenticeships only start in September.  I will have a chance to witness embalming and determine if I want to go ahead with a funeral directing/embalming apprenticeship.  It’s not like I couldn’t just do a funeral directing apprenticeship, especially this place, it has the funeral home, service center and cemetery – the full package.  I just might be eliminating some options in the future.  Just so you know, there is just an embalming apprenticeship too. Some people go into it wanting to do both and love the embalming side.  No matter what though, John informed me that even if I don’t take the embalming apprenticeship that I am required, and will have fun doing, the washing, dressing, hair and makeup on the deceased.  “Fun?” I asked John, “Well yeah” he replied, “what are the first three letters of funeral?” and a big glowing smile wiped across his face.

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