Yeah, there's Illinois, then there's Carbondale. It's real fucked up down there.
My wife's great grandma was originally from Du Quoin. When she died, we had to haul our asses down there for the funeral, and it was quite the trip.
She was going to be the last person to be buried in the family plot. Said plot was in the middle of nowhere basically, on a property that's hard to get to.
Well, we're all there, and we're paying our last respects and all that bullshit, and the hearse goes out to take her to the plot. Of course it had rained, and the fucking hearse got stuck. So what happens next?
You guessed it. A Cat front end loader with chains. Load the casket into the bucket, chain it in, and drive her out. All of the guests walk out behind this thing trying not to ruin dress clothes. It was absolutely the most fucked up thing I've ever seen, and I've seen some fucked up shit.