Funeral

A few days ago several buses pulled up in front of our house. People from all around the community began to get on, cars were also filling up with people all headed to the same place. I didn't know what was going on, so I asked. It was a funeral. They were all going to the cementary. The lady asked me if we usually have big groups that attend funerals in the states. I said, " well, not quite like this". Every friend, family member or acquaintance it seemed were all going to the cementary. They had to bus them out. You would have thought the president died.