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Ever wondered what it’s like to be a mortician?

Probably not. But if you’re dying to know (pun intended), Dead Body Guy: A Grave Undertaking lifts the lid on a world few dare to enter, and doesn’t hold back.

In this gripping, darkly humorous memoir, former Los Angeles mortician and coroner’s office removal agent Scott Taylor takes readers on a journey through nearly two decades of working with death in all its forms—ordinary, accidental and sometimes downright horrifying. From his unexpected start as a shy teenager working concessions at a drive-in theater to his transformation into a “dead body guy,” Taylor shares the raw, unfiltered reality of a profession wrapped in mystery.

Along the way, he handles high-profile and even crosses paths with celebrity deaths; a broad section of the book offers an insider’s look at the collision of Hollywood glamour and grim reality.

Equal parts coming-of-age story and insider exposé Dead Body Guy is packed with candid anecdotes, grim details, unexpected heart, and enough gallows humor to keep the reader smiling. It’s a rare glimpse into the backstage of mortality—one that proves that, even in death, there’s room for reflection, laughter and life.

“If I do say so myself, my husband has written a fun, informative and entertaining book. Remember, you can’t spell funeral without the letters…. F-U-N!”

—Louise Taylor

Dead Body Guy: A Grave Undertaking is a narrative nonfiction memoir by former Los Angeles mortician Scott Taylor. With a passion for storytelling, I’ve aimed to entertain with this coming-of-age story of personal resilience.

Spine-tingling drama!

“Night And Fog”: A six-mile fog bank rolled onto the Golden State 5 Freeway in the middle of the night, setting the stage for a catastrophic accident. A young man in his late twenties, flung through his windshield during a high-speed rollover.

What could have been only macabre became instead a moment of insight. I realized that while others might recoil, I was unfazed.

 

 

 

 

 

“Film At Eleven”: On April 14, 1995, I was dispatched to a crime scene that would etch itself into my memory forever: the brutal murder of twenty-six-year-old.

Reporters swarmed the sidewalks, camera shutters snapped like gunfire, and the yellow crime scene tape did little to contain either the chaos or the curiosity. Inside, I worked shoulder to shoulder with veteran coroner investigator Gwen Miller.

 

 

 

 

 

“Celebrity Encounters”: She was world famous, and died at the height of her fame. One day in December of 1981, the Pierce Brothers central services garage door opened and the image to the right was what I saw. Only 90 minutes earlier, she’d been picked up at the LA County Coroner’s Office. I pulled my first call station wagon into the garage and wanted to have a look. All images: ChatGPT.

 

 

 

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