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Originally Posted by A930Rocket

I remember when my grandparents passed away and while on the way to the cemetary, it meant a lot that people pulled over and may or may not have known either of my grandparents. Most likely though, as it was a SMALL town in AL and 30 years ago.

You hit the nail on the head.
A lot of people may never understand that feeling, maybe it is something we are taught down here, but when you're in a car in uncomfortable clothes, grieving your heart out, there is something very touching and comforting in seeing the respectful people pull over and wait until we pass by.
There's a special place in heaven for those compassionate enough to do this.