Marie Cullen

Now, this next story that we're about to play is also about saying goodbye to a loved one, and how a token, something small, something tiny, can end up representing that love between you.

This story is from Marie Cullen.

I don't know how I got the job, but out of nine children, I got the task of choosing our father's final outfit, the clothes he would wear for all eternity, the clothes he would be buried in.

Now, Dad didn't have much in the wardrobe department, but I did my best, and I decided on a dark gray blazer, a slightly lighter shade of gray trousers, a navy and white check shirt, a plain navy tie, shoes and socks, and underpants.