Funerals

Fear of what the dead might do to us didn’t start with Dracula, and it didn’t end with him, either.

A collaborative work by a photographer, a poet, and an artist, “The Harlem Book of the Dead,” newly reissued, tells stories through funerary portraits.

Our art reflects a commitment to the pleasant, a subtlety and delay in how we communicate, and an easygoing acceptance of contradiction.

In Rungano Nyoni’s drama, a death in a middle-class Zambian family unearths a history of sexual violence.

A report from Jimmy Carter’s—and Joe Biden’s—long goodbye.

The audio industry is in turmoil. But, at an event for “Death, Sex & Money,” voices were still keeping people together.

On Monday morning, Hyde Park was like a sombre festival ground as masses gathered to pay their final respects.

One of the country’s poorest regions, Dagestan, is also the region that has lost the most men to the war in Ukraine.

Alice Manns was undaunted by the unusualness of her position at the head of a business usually run by men.

Why the euphemisms? My father did not “pass.” Neither did he “depart.” He died.

Why put your loved one’s ashes in a fusty, old-fashioned piece of crockery? An L.A. entrepreneur will make one out of wood for you with sleek mid-century lines.

At the Supreme Court Justice’s funeral, more than a hundred people who clerked for her gathered, in dark suits and masks, and took shifts standing vigil by her casket for two days and nights.

As the death toll from COVID-19 rises, the funeral homes and hospital morgues of New York City are struggling to keep up.

Obstacles include stained and ill-fitting dress clothes and searching for Granddad’s urn.

With restrained camera work, “Departing Gesture” shows the process of a solitary funeral and burial, tended to by funeral-home staff.

Among the late Supreme Court Justice’s controversial opinions: a belief that the Bard’s works were actually written by Edward de Vere, the seventeenth Earl of Oxford.

Judy Garland, Jacqueline Onassis, and the Notorious B.I.G. slept in peace there. For a downtown artist, the Frank E. Campbell Funeral Chapel, on Madison Avenue, is both muse and gallery.

A  funeral director dissects sympathy notes from Emily Dickinson and Ernest Hemingway.

People see in Bush what they want to see, an expression of their own point of view. Is he the anti-Trump? The last President of the Greatest Generation? A world-historical figure or a passing, one-term relic?

The conflict has killed at least ten thousand civilians, and the country faces famine. Why are we still involved?