Went to a funeral yesterday, The wife of the deceased addressed the people there, made a speech about their enduring love then asked if anyone else would like to speak. I stood up and said "I'd like to say a word", to which she invited me up. Walked up in front, looked out at all the mourning friends and family, took a deep breath and said "Plethora". As I then turned to head back to my seat, the widow stopped me and said... "Thank you, that means a lot"