OMG!
Don't know what that service was for but what an accident.
I was carrying my Grandmother to her grave with 5 other pallbearers and they were OLD guys.
I was 15 and strong. We all had slick fancy shoes and on the wet sloped hillside I had visions.
(There goes Grandma, down the slope, kewl, she missed the big statue, wow, oh no).