WHAT MAKES THE WORLD GO 'ROUND

This was sent to my mother, CEO of the High Plains Observer:

My wife and I attended the funeral for my great uncle recently. It was a very somber occasion as my great uncle was well liked and had a large family. The church was filled to capacity despite the freezing temperature, fog and drizzle. The procession from the church to the cemetery was very long and I found myself driving the last vehicle in line. This position gave a unique view of the whole process by which the dearly departed are brought to their final resting place. Two police cars from the Amarillo Police Department escorted us; they blocked intersections and stop signs so we could proceed without interruption. They ran with their lights on and most people pulled over to show their respect for our loss. We were moving at a somewhat slower speed than normal traffic; and from my position at the end of the line, I noticed a new SUV speeding up and starting to pass so of the cars in the procession. The gentleman passed by me, talking on his cell phone and looked frustrated by our slow pace; and then cut through the procession ahead of me to get to his exit. He did this unforgivably rude thing to save thirty seconds on his busy schedule. My wife and I were dumbstruck by this behavior. We where raised to show respect for the life lost and the grief a family endures at these times. He was late for a meeting, an appointment or possibly a plane; my great uncle was on his way to his final resting place. Just as we decided that people were becoming rude and insensitive, we passed a beat up old pickup. Standing outside, in the freezing drizzle, was a young man. He wore no coat and had his hat over his heart. He had been standing for the entire time it took us to pass him. I would like to thank that nameless young man for helping to restore my faith. I so not know who you are; but, thank you from the bottom of my heart.