What happened to the Undertaker

Yesterday Kadizzle was wandering up the road to help Cliff cut and clean up some brush in our camping area.  Over on the hill something strange was it looked like something moving strangely in the wind.  Looking closer it appeared two people were over on the hill at a camping site.  Yes it was two people and it must have been the Undertaker and his wife because it was their dog.  What was that strange blue thing going up and down and waving?  It stopped then started again.  Kadizzle thought maybe they were in distress and trying to signal him so he pedaled the ebike over there.  As he got closer he could see the Undertaker laying on the picnic table with his knees up.  Oh no, Kadizzle thought the Undertaker has had a heart attack.  As Kadizzle pulled up the Undertaker sat up.  He smiled and seemed fine.  It turned out he was exercising on the picnic table.  The blue Kadizzle had seen waving around was his legs.  The Undertaker was fine.

We met the Undertaker years ago.  With his wife he has been coming to Windy Hill every winter for years.  He likes to hunt quail.  Back in Montana he was the Undertaker.  Praise be unto Jesus the Undertaker is a good liberal.  In the sun we launched into our tirades on the new King Trump.  Both Kadizzle and the Undertaker are distressed as we enter the dictatorship.  Somehow we got on the topic of Romney and Mormons.  Kadizzle brought up the sacred garments Mormons wear.  The Undertaker said he was familiar with Mormon customs since there were a lot of Mormons in his area.  Undertaker told Kadizzle that it was the custom in the Mormon Church that the local church president dress the deceased before they were buried.  Kadizzle had never heard of this before, but it makes sense that you don't want to show up in heaven poorly dressed.