True but creepy story.
My friend and his cousin actually dig graves for a job.
You know how most people get jobs as waitresses in high school?
Not these two. It’s so creepy yet fascinating.

I don’t see this as creepy, ’though I understand that other people do. It all boils down to perspective; I see burial (and even cremation) as a tradition that helps the living cope, while bringing honor and closure to the one who died. There job is no more creepy than the guy who mows the cemetery and maintains the stones.

I liked this story. It had vivid descriptions and I could almost feel the sweltering heat as they worked.