My friend was a huge Bengals fan. When the priest gave him his last rites, his last words were “Who Dey”.Everyone, even the priest laughed
Being a born again Christ follower, my father said “I’m going home”.....that was more reassuring for me than you’ll ever know.
My dad - who grew up dirt poor during the Depression and was very conscious about dressing and acting properly - was on his deathbed after a massive heart attack in the hospital. Our brothers and sisters were gathered around his bed, whispering quietly while he slept/was unconscious - like a typical scene from a movie
My niece, a granddaughter, who had grown up with him and was away at college, heard the news and got a plane, and rushed to the hospital. Being about 20 years old, she had standard young person’s travel garb on - a nice, but loose sweater and fashionably ripped jeans.
She entered the hospital room, we all greated her quietly as possible
Dad heard the commotion, awoke, to our surprise, lifted his head a little and said “Oh, hello honey! Nice to see you!”
His face then soured a little and he said “And you wore THAT on the airplane???”