I was okay until Mrs. Reagan obviously didn't want to leave the casket.
Then I lost it!
I called my sister and she was bawling too.
(Our conjecture is that when Ron whispered in her ear he was telling her she could return later to the casket.)
I'm a 45 year old man, aint supposed to cry sold I'm told.
Nancy's final fairwell did it. Man what a moving sight that was to behold. God Bless them all.