Today was the funeral of the policemen, Ryan Russell, who was killed on duty. The police station where he worked is on the corner of my street and the funeral parade passed 2 blocks away. I went to see the parade of marching police from Toronto and from many other places. I watched all the people who came to the funeral from other Canadian cities and from the US. They marched for over an hour to honour him. Although people repeated the same things about the policeman, it seemed appropriate to express a common feeling so widely.
We often return favours to each other and some of us note who did these favours for us. Attending a funeral is a kindness that can not be returned to the giver of the kindness.