My favorite memorial memory was being an attendant passing the emblems between rows. We had one 90 year old partaker that fell asleep between the bread and the wine. When I received the glass back there was an entire bite of bread floating in it. He fell asleep before he could chew and swallow! Knowing there was another partaker a few rows up I delicately scooped the bread from the glass and quickly shoved it in my pocket!
Needless to say the suit went to the dry cleaners the next morning!