ME ME ME ME ME ME ME ME

So, you want to know more about me?

You must be bored.

Okay, here goes...

Well, pictures first I suppose... They usually tell a better story than I do.

Wow, all but two of those has me in that top hat... Guess I'll need to get a few more made sometime soon. In the meantime, here is the rest of me in a nutshell...

My name is Larry (like you didn't know that much already) and I am a single father of two. My son Larry (III) is 7 and my daughter Ashlyn is 5. They are the reason I am here, because any other purpose just doesn't sound valid. Some days I seriously hope they don't breed. Others, I look forward to it. Wow, the emotions of the average parent. Fancy that.

So now that we have established I am an average parent, should I mention that my kids love my hearses, know what they are for, and live with about a half dozen full size skeletons in my home? Well, I just did.

Okay, I am an average parent with a couple of twisted kids. Moving along....

Why a hearse? Why multiple hearses? Well, I prefer General Motors vehicles (which Cadillac is a part), the more metal the better (of which hearses have an abundance) and frankly, I don't want to have the same car as 40-4000 other people in Dallas.  Hearse ownership is pretty limited in any area. In the 8th largest metropolitan area in the US, there might be a dozen of us at any one time (excluding funeral homes of course).  I decided to get one because of this, but wanted to make sure it was to my taste. I had $X in my pocket and watched the internet until the 1961 surfaced. The 1981 was literally found by the side of the road, and seemed to be the solution to keeping the hard miles off of the 1961. To read that story, go to the RENFIELD page.

That's all for the moment, but I might be compelled to write more soon... Stay tuned....