I covered a route for 4 years. I had door codes for both funeral homes where I could put things and never have to go in the front door.
While I was covering that route, 1 of my customers died. I put in an 8 hour request and took my whole break/lunch at his wake. I was originally going to go home, shower and change; but I would not have made it back in time.
Anyways, I went right to the office and asked the funeral guys if it would be disrespectful to stand in the viewing line in my brown costume (I am tearing up typing this) and started to choke a bit. The dude shook my hand and said, "No one will think that, they will be happy you thought enough to stop."
He was right. The family all knew who I was and knew about my family and were happy to 'finally meet me in person.' He was the shipping guy on my last pickup and would help load up the truck. Took about 5 minutes and it boggles my mind the amount of stuff we talked about in those 5 minutes. We talked families, past careers (he was in Vietnam, his job was to recover parachute troops that died on the jump), we both rode motorcycles and talked about riding all the time.
Right before he died, I rode a couple of Patriot Guard missions. I told Jim about it and the affect it had on me. He talked about it with his family and had decided that that riding season, he was going to ride every Patriot Guard mission in Mn that season. He rode out to see his daughter for his 1st ride and a 90 year old guy, pulled out in front of him on a 55 mph road. Jim hit him and died 2 days later.
I don't know what the point of all that was, but I am glad that I know the funeral home guys on route.