A funeral on a bus?

We were going to a funeral. We had to drive to pick some people up and get the kids changed. Everyone was wearing clothes like they were in the '70s. Little One chose a button down shirt with paisley's all over it. My boss, JB, was there too. We then had to go back to the house to pick some people up so they could follow us. Our neighbors had a funeral too. The hearse pulled into their garage to pick up the casket. I was getting the kids their medicine, when all of a sudden we were on a bus that started to move. I was getting mad at the bus driver, because I needed to put the medicine back in the fridge and the driver was leaving.