“P.H. Jeffcoat since a teenager spent most of his life in the darkroom developing photos. Certain chemicals in the developer tend to turn the fingernails a deep brown. If the developer gets on your clothes, the stain is impossible to remove and Dad wore his smock most of the time.
“He died in 1976, with sixty years with his right hand in the developer. He was teased about his brown nails many times. At the funeral home on the day before the service, I went down for an inspection. I was amazed to see that his nails were perfectly clear. I asked the undertaker what he had done to remove the stained nails. He replied, “It was the most amazing thing. As soon as the embalming fluid entered the body, the nails turned clear.”
“The day after the funeral, I opened the studio as usual and a side panel of thick glass on our show windows had cracked from top to bottom. I often wonder if my Dad was telling me something from the great beyond.”
Son, Bill Jeffcoat