Yet another on the miles-long list of things we have in common. I've always been a magnet for people who need to tell their story to someone, and have amassed a collection worthy of the Smithsonian or the British Museum. I really should find a way to transmute them all to material form. Art, or short stories. I've only done it with a few.
You and I also share a fascination with death, as you know. My rabbinical training frequently had me working around the dying and the deceased, and I became broadly interested in funerary customs and artifacts. I play a game in cemeteries that I learned from a rabbi, oddly, in which I try to find headstones situated together with names that fit a category or have something in common. I've photographed some of those and have an interesting collection, including people with the surname English and French buried one behind the other (New York), a Sailor and a Seaman three stones apart (Massachusetts), and people with the names Bone, Ashe and DeKay all within the same frame (Scotland).
There is a custom in Judaism where members of the Chevra Kadisha (Jewish Burial Society) sit together after washing and shrouding a body and talk about the person's life, interspersed with readings from the Torah and Talmud. It was one of the best parts of doing that service; a really beautiful tradition. I always made sure I had some interesting insights from the family when nobody on the team knew the deceased. I guess that made us "soul collectors", too, in a way. We were the last people to ever see a person's body, and we capped the event with a formal gathering of their stories.