A man placed some flowers on the
grave of his dearly departed mother and started back toward his car when his
attention was diverted to another man kneeling at a grave. The man seemed to be
praying with profound intensity and kept repeating, "Why did you have to
die? Why did you have to die?" The first man approached him and said,
"Sir, I don't wish to interfere with your private grief, but this
demonstration of pain is more than I've ever seen before. For whom do you mourn
so deeply? A child? A parent?" The mourner took a moment to collect
himself and replied, "My wife's first husband."
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