A woman had tickets to Game 7 of the Stanley Cup Finals right at center ice. As she sits down, a man comes down and asks if anyone is sitting in the seat next to her.
“No,” she says, “the seat is empty.”
“This is incredible” said the man. “Who in their right mind would have a seat like this for the Stanley Cup and not use it?”
She says “Well, actually, the seat belongs to me. I was supposed to come with my husband, but he passed away. This is the first Stanley Cup we haven’t been to together since we got married in 1967.”
“Oh…I’m sorry to hear that. That’s terrible. But couldn’t you find someone else – a friend or relative, or even a neighbor to take the seat?”
The woman shook her head. “No. They’re all at the funeral.”