An 80-year-old woman was getting married for the fourth time, and the local newspaper couldn’t resist asking a few questions.
“Would you mind telling us about your previous husbands?” the reporter asked.
The cheerful bride smiled and said, “Not at all.”
“My first husband was a banker.”
“My second was a circus ringmaster.”
“My third was a preacher.”
“And now, in my eighties, I’m marrying a funeral director.”
The reporter laughed. “Those are four very different careers. Was there a reason for your choices?”
The woman grinned without missing a beat.
“Of course there was.”
“I married the first one for the money…”
“The second for the excitement…”
“The third to help me get ready…”
She paused just long enough for the reporter to lean in.
Then she smiled and delivered the punchline.
“And the fourth… to take me the rest of the way!”
