An old man in a rural town lived his life the best way he knew how, so no one would lie at his funeral. He made no friends though he claimed relatives from all walks of life. Men and women some of whom he never met in his hundred plus years life, came from far and near to the funeral to lie about his generosity, compassion, humor, outgoing personality, joyfulness and much more. Who will win the lying competitions, the old man's American educated Grandson, the local towners, villagers, or the mourning strangers? No matter what ethnicity you may be, if you lose or have lost a loved one or a relative, this book will help to put a humorous spin on the grief that, yes, indeed in the midst of grief, we can still laugh out loud. Yes, laughter is good medicine. Death is painful, yet in grieving, it is good to remember the lighter moments our loved one shared with us to bring about laughter into a difficult circumstance. Death is irreplaceably painful, but grief becomes lighter when we remember laughable moments we enjoyed with the deceased, and laugh some. It's good medicine!