"We have to move this," he said.
"What?" Ebert exclaimed, coming up along side of him.
"We have to move it; exactly one foot."
"Are you crazy?" said Ebert.
"No, I'm not crazy. We're five men. We can do it.”
I looked at Ebert, Revenant, and Shanzenbach, old and intoxicated. If we tried to move that rock they'd suffer hernias and collapse. We'd have three dead men on our hands.
"Let Owen and me do it," I said.
"It's a heavy one," the priest said. "Faites attention!"
Because the rock was merely resting on the top soil and dried grass, Owen and I, hands and shoulders to the hard, settled mass, had little difficulty sliding it over a foot or more. Moving the rock revealed an 18-inch diameter hole that penetrated down deep into the earth.
[From Mark 16:3 "They were saying to one another, "Who will roll this stone away for us from the door of the tomb?"]
Furthermore, below is a YouTube connection to the Leon Russell song, "Roll Away the Stone"
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