Several years ago I drove a friend to a rock and aggregate yard.
She spent several minutes rummaging around among the granite slabs, finally picking up a smallish piece in a generally oval shape. She walked to the main office, put the piece of rock on the counter and asked the man there, "how much for this piece?"

He said, "you're putting me on: you only want that one?"

My friend said, "my pet ferret Missy died 2 days ago and I just want a nice rock to engrave her name on for a headstone."

The man choked up and very quietly said, "no charge."

I feel like that man right now. Have a hug and condolences for the loss of a dear friend.
( Felis Concolor, Thu 24 Nov 2011, 4:12, Reply)