"Lucille, Greetings from New Orleans, We buried Mayann last Sunday. I cried when they put that cover on her face. I been making money and she had a beautiful funeral. Thank God for that. Didn't have to put a saucer on her. I've seen that happen to many of 'em don't have no insurance or belong to no club. While you laying out there in the wake, they put a saucer on your chest and everybody comes in drops a nickel or dime or quarter to try to make up for the undertaker. Am Pluto Waterly Yours, Louis"

This text is from a letter by Louis Armstrong to his fourth wife, Lucille. See Thomas Brothers great book "Louis Armstrong, In His Own Words" for more info.

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