So the last shall be first and the first shall be last.
For many are called, but few are chosen.
This image (from the LA Times) is of the easel near Bettie Page's funeral bier:
And this one the last in the series the Times did of the burial:
It seems my accidental first exposure to Ms. Page was of the image series thought by family and friends most befitting of her parting memory.
I'm either rational or cynical enough to find this symmetry completely meaningless, but sentimental enough (and fanboy enough, given my having followed these events so closely) to be touched somehow.