One other vivid memory of going to church in that building was that once in a meeting we were singing the Battle Hymn of the Republic. From across the room people went silent and it spread until everyone was silent. People started to stand up and look to see what was wrong when a lady yelled for someone to call an ambulance. An older man had died during the song and it took a while for everyone to figure that out. An ambulance was called and everyone milled around talking while they came and picked him up and took him away.
I have decided that is how I want to go, in some public manner which scars children for their entire life.
