I forgot to mention all of the beer and the shitload of whiskey that it was washing everything down with. Most of the fat was in the form of a beer gut. Favorite foods were highly processed greasy fat meats and bread type items. The entire situation was sad in and of itself but I was more upset and angry about the whole thing than anything else. Hamilly #2 was just fine until it got into the viewing room in the chapel and around Hamily #1. It started wailing. One of my siblings leaned over and said "and... here we go".  I wanted to slam my head into a brick wall.