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A man placed some flowers on the grave of his departed mother and started back for his car, parked on the cemetery road. His attention was diverted to a man kneeling at a grave.

 

The man seemed to be praying with profound intensity, and kept repeating, "Why did you die? Why did you die?"

 

The first man approached him and said, "Sir, I don't want to interfere with your private grief, but this demonstration of hurt and pain is more than I've ever seen before. For whom do you mourn so deeply? Your Child? A parent? Who, may I ask, lies in that grave?"

 

The mourner answered, "My wife's first husband! ... Why did you die? Why did you die?"

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