Laid to Rest

They say two billion people watched Pope John Paul II's (search) funeral on Friday. Two billion. Millions were there in person including dignitaries the world over. Now, that's a crowd. That's a statement. But, it got me wondering about funerals: those that attract a lot of people and attention and those that do not.

I remember some years back reading in the newspapers the obituary of a colleague of mine from years earlier. I raced to make the wake. I needn't have bothered: Virtually no one showed up.

He wasn't married: so no wife, no kids and, apparently, no girlfriend. And, from what I could see, no friends at all.

There was some relative there, sitting with his wife in what was otherwise a room of empty chairs. All blankly facing an open casket that attracted no visitors.

This man was a good man, a decent man and a caring man. But I couldn't help but wonder whether he left this world a lonely man. Maybe, even a forgotten man.

He had achieved no great things. But I remembered a lot of little things:

He'd always offer to pick up lunch when he was going out.

He was a generous tipper.

He worked very hard and died very young.

He seemed to deserve better than the measly turnout he was getting. But what did I know?

Some people's funerals are there for all to see, others for virtually no one to know.

I like to think my friend is in a better place. I like to think the pope is too. Because God doesn't much care about big things. I just hope he remembers little things.

Watch Neil Cavuto weekdays at 4 p.m. ET on "Your World with Cavuto" and send your comments to