He gets no sleep collecting the bodies of coronavirus victims: ‘It’s not a job for everyone’

Preston Griffin never sleeps. Not really. Even when he sneaks a nap, his iPhone, set at maximum volume, is angled on the pillow, brushing his earlobe. He can’t miss the customized ringtone. The first note blares, and Griffin hops up. A funeral home director is on the line. He listens to the scant details. Someone just died in a nursing home. A hospital. A home. The funeral director tells him …