pannell. (audience cheering and clapping) natacha: as the civicleaders spoke, i was sittingthere in front of mybrother'sying that it willhurry up and be over. it was like this wasn'treally happening. like it was a bad dream. r: one of phillip'sfriends, albert hannibal, could barely speak.he covered his face with his hands,sobbed out some words that soundedlike, please, god. think of the family right now. thelma: it was something thati couldn't believe it. i just couldn'tbelieve he was gone. after the two hour service, the funeral procession traveled to fairlawn, new jersey,to bury phillip pannell. then when i closed thecasket for the last time, that's when i couldn't take it. i couldn't take it. going in that cold ground. r: at the end,after the bronze casket had been borne down thesteps, the mother came toenter a limousine. she sat in the frontseat for a long time, waiting for the procession to get underway.it was a very long wait. she seemed dazed, alonein her shock, her grief. walter: it's a horrible thing togo to a child's funeral. when you look back at thatmoment, the immediate aftermath, we were o