Behind the second hearse was a solitary man walking a dog on a leash.
Behind him, a short distance back, were about 200 men walking single file. The man couldn’t stand the curiosity.
He respectfully approached the man walking the dog and said, “I am so sorry for your loss and this may be a bad time to disturb you; but I’ve never seen a funeral like this. Whose funeral is it?”
“It’s my wife’s”, answered the man.
“What happened to her?” the curious man asked.
The man replied, “She yelled at me and my dog attacked and killed her.”
He inquired further, “But who is in the second hearse?”
The man answered, “My mother-in-law. She was trying to help my wife when the dog turned on her.”
A very poignant and touching moment of brotherhood and silence passed between the two men.
“Can I borrow the dog?”
The man replied, “Get in line.”