Years ago I read the supposedly true account of a judge in Yugoslavia who was electrocuted when he reached up to turn on the light while standing in the bathtub. His wife found his body sprawled on the bathroom floor. He was pronounced dead and was placed in a room under a crypt in the town cemetery for twenty-four hours before burial.

However, in the middle of the night, the judge came to, realized where he was, and rushed over to alert the guard. Startled, the guard promptly ran off, terrified. Fortunately for the judge, the guard returned with a friend, and they released the newly-revived judge.

The judge's first thought was to phone his wife and reassure her. He got no farther than, "Honey...it's me," when, startled, his wife screamed and fainted. So, the judge then went to the house…