I don't know why, but that comment made me involuntarily snicker, then I had an immediate feeling it was inappropriate to laugh...don't know why.
For some odd reason, it reminded me of my grandfather's wake, and my brother brought my five year old nephew to it. My grandfather was 94, and he had a very big French nose, laying on his back, it looked like a two car garage.
As my brother and his son knelt beside the corpse, my nephew looked up as his father, and with all the appropriateness and tact available to a five year old, he said: "Can I put my fingers up his nose?"
Even after all these years, it makes me grin to think of it, then for a split second, I have to think "Is that appropriate to laugh?"
No heat was ever plumbed into the room, so closing the pocket doors meant below freezing temperatures in the winter.
This room was where they laid out family members who had died. The pipe was mfor the melting ice in warm weather until burial, and the pocket doors were meant to keep the body cold until the ground thawed enough to dig a grave in the spring.
When keeping it real gets creepy..........