My Grandmother passed in her home state, had a funeral there (my Mom & her brother traveled there for it). I was expecting and did not travel there. I traveled to the other side of my state where she was being buried to be at the graveside service with family that lived there. It was done by a minister she knew, she lived there most her life.
As he spoke he said "I remember Rebecca as a boy." Wording and inflection are everything. And to think of my prim & proper dress wearing grandmother as a boy just started the giggles, even my Mom. I think it was something that let the stress go. I don't think the minister even realized what he said.
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FIL was buried in a National Cemetery. They have these outdoor chapels spread around as they roll 3 funerals at a time. Across from our "chapel" was a section that had smaller headstones and they were placed very close together, like maybe 3 feet head to toe. I could see several of the nephews looking, talking and acting funny. I walked over to see what they were saying and they looked at me and said "Is that section just for "little people" ...........

......... no boys they are cremated remains there. These boys were all adults, young adults but really that was their first thought?
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MIL's someone decided without input to have a dove release after the church funeral. Everything was running late because MIL arrived late. I know many do these and we only see the wonderful videos and photos but ......... not something I'd repeat. They rushed to get it done because our time was about up, hustled all the immediate family, grands etc to an arch and began running around handing birds to people ... several of them afraid of birds, some just didn't want to hold a bird. There were a few squeals & screams, some let go immediately, some didn't hear the lady give the nod ... there were just these doves taking off all over the place. They are supposed to fly in a circle over us and these birds were done with us and headed straight home. I wish we had video. All I kept thinking was I hope they get home and not hit by a car they were so confused.
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When FIL passes there was already a HUGE family reunion planned that was very far from where we live. Most that family couldn't travel here for a funeral so it was important to them to do another in the town in which he grew up. They planned a BIG lovely event, had us bring special items of his to put on the alter since he wasn't there and we ALL traveled there. Well one sibling decided to extend their vacation/cross country trip and show up the day AFTER the funeral. So when we walked in to the funeral it was awkward and GLORIOUS that they set aside seating for them on the front row making their absence very obvious. After there was a big reception and all the town's people, relatives from there etc all came ... and they all knew his one child opted to not attend even though they were coming for the reunion part. I only wished I had thought of it.
I have found funerals to either be normal boring sad events OR a bit off full of awkward moments.