An unexpected tribute

Today I was sitting with my mother and sister waiting for the funeral to begin.  Several co-workers were seated around me, and on the other side of my mother sat some of her friends.  It was a Catholic funeral (although not full mass), and it was lovely.  After the formal religious ceremony, the eulogies were to begin.  My sister had mentioned to me that Mark, the youngest son, had mentioned that his eulogy was going to include a shout out to my dad.  I responded by saying I better get the tissues ready...and thank goodness I did!  Mark's eulogy was very nice and did include a brief shout out...certainly more than I expected to hear during another man's funeral.  Rebecca, the daughter, then spoke.  She echoed Mark's "shout out" to my dad, then mentioned him in a couple of other stories she told about her dad.  Rebecca's husband (Pete) then got up to give the "official" lengthy eulogy, which included an all-out tribute to my dad.  It mentioned how much Dad and Chuck had been through and how loyal Dad had been for the 32 years he has worked there.  He went on about how many of the things Chuck was able to do for others was due to the fact that my dad had done things that allowed Chuck to do them, and Pete then explained to the crowd how ill my father is and that the family's thoughts and prayers are with us at this time as well.  It was completely unexpected that my father be included in such an overt manner, and to be honest, my mother, sister, and I sat and wept.  We love this family dearly, and it was truly shocking to us that in their time of sorrow they made such an attempt to comfort and include us.  I don't even know how to explain it really, but I am so grateful that even though my dad couldn't be at the funeral this morning, he got to be a part of it.  Dad and Chuck were so completely intertwined in their lives, and I know that is a huge part in what is making me so emotional about this...their deaths aren't going to be that far apart either.  It just wasn't supposed to happen this way.