Growing up, my mom always, always cut my sandwiches in half to make two rectangles. I asked her why at some point, and she said when she was growing up, her mother always cut her sandwiches into triangles, and she hated it. So when she moved out, she basically vowed to only cut sandwiches into rectangles.
I hated the rectangles growing up, and cut all of mine into two triangles now that I’m on my own. 😆 Funny how the world works, hahaha
It was, yes.
The deceased wasn’t the type that would want anyone to put on their Sunday best just for him, so it made sense. But when I mentioned it to my father, he commented that no one really wears suits to funerals anymore, or even weddings.