You remind me of the time when Vladyka Kyr Isidore Borecky came to bless my grandparents' tombstone at the cemetery.
My parents invited family and friends for this, but Vladyka was a bit late.
When he finally did pull up in his car and emerged to see everyone standing there, he said, "I'm very sorry to keep you all waiting - but then, is there a better place to wait than here?"
When I needed to speak to our funeral director, I was directed to go downstairs to his office.
His office was right across the room that had all the model coffins on display. And there he was eating a submarine sandwich at his desk . . . with a small model coffin at its corner . . .
It was all a bit too much for me and I apologised for interrupting his lunch, but there was a matter of grave concern I needed to speak to him about . . .