Everyone Laughed When I Sat with the Lonely Janitor Every Day—At His Funeral, I Learned the Truth About Who He Really Was

asked several coworkers whether they planned to attend the funeral.

Most looked surprised.

Others uncomfortable.

A few didn’t even know Charles’s last name.

One person shrugged.

“I didn’t really know him.”

Neither did they.

Not really.

So Saturday morning, I attended alone.

The funeral was held in a small church outside town.

Rain fell softly against the stained-glass continue reading …