Once, when we were doing some work in cleaning up an old family cemetery, someone came by to deliver a tombstone that had been ordered for one of the graves. On the back of his truck, he had another tombstone he had to take to another cemetery. He wanted to show it to us. We walked around and looked at it. The poem engraved upon it captured my attention and I memorized it for future reference. It went like this:

 

"Remember, friend, as you pass by

as you are, so once was I

As I am, you soon shall be

Prepare yourself and follow me!"

 

I have never forgotten it.