The last prayer said, the mourners began walking away from the graveside. Five-year-old Channing and nine-year-old Sara resisted leaving the church cemetery. Channing seemed especially upset. We had come to Grandma Johnson’s funeral, but she hadn’t been buried. Her coffin still rested above the hole in the ground. He wanted to see what happened next.
So we stayed. The men seemed a bit unnerved to have two children watching their every move as they lowered Grandma into her...


