Standing at the side of the grave site, Temple looked up. The day was cloudy, cold, and wet. The gray clouds had darkened the sky; rain was coming down in a mist at the moment, but earlier that day it had been pouring. There was not even a little opening in the clouds to let a sliver of sunshine shine through on them. Bagpipes played as the casket was brought to the grave site. The honor guard stood to the side, waiting to hear their order: "READY, AIM, FIRE READY, AIM, FIRE READY, AIM, FIRE " Then the bugler played "Taps." This was the day that he had to see his best buddy, Bert, get...