The wedding ring on my left hand was bought by my grandfather Samuel Miliband in Brussels in 1920. I never knew him as he died when I was one. But his ring was kept by my aunt until it was placed on my finger by my wife Louise 32 years later.
For any culture which is primarily concerned with meaning the study of death - the only certainty that life holds for us - must be central for an understanding of death is the key to liberation in life.