After the visitation on Monday, at the funeral home, in walked two members of our Sunday school class. I was curious as to why they were so late. They informed us that they were lost. The visitation was in another town about 45 minutes away. I knew the area because I had worked there when we first moved here.

A while later, the wife of the couple then told me that they had passed a cop with a radar gun and decided to turn around and ask him for directions. I knew full well who she was talking about as we had seen him when we came in too. Unfortunately for her, the cop that she was referring to was a cardboard cut out designed to help encourage drivers to slow down. I knew this as I had turned to see if anyone was in the police car behind the man, and there was no one nor was there any dimension to the policeman. So, the wife, then informs me that they stop in front of the man, and before she can get out of the car she realizes he is looking at her funny and then she realized that he was not real. He does look really real when you’re right there by him.

We laughed our heads off.