Live your life so the preacher won't have to lie at your funeral

Our preacher used to tell a story about a guy that nobody liked. He was mean, hateful, selfish… you name it.

There was another guy in town that never said an unkind word about anybody. Let’s call him Jim.

One day the first guy died, and a group of men were sitting around talking, whittling, etc. One by one, they took turns bad-mouthing the guy, talking about how nobody would even want to go to his funeral. Then it came around to Jim. Everybody was waiting to see what Jim would say. It got real quiet. He thought for a minute and said, “He sure could whistle.”