Super-sized caskets reflect U.S. battle with the bulge
The Virginian-Pilot
© September 30, 2003

Some people golf in their spare time. Others collect stamps. Some of us keep an eye out for clever church signs.

Like this one, which I spied in front of a little brick chapel at the Beach last summer:

Don't wait for six strong men to bring you to church.

Six strong men. Pallbearers. Get it?

It took me a minute, too, but I liked the slogan so much I nearly hit a tree as I steered with my knees to jot it down.

Trouble is, this sign may be wrong. Dead wrong.

According to a New York Times story that was picked up by many Sunday papers, including this one, it could take eight strong men to bring some guests of honor to their own funerals.

Maybe more.

When it comes to Americans, we're talking about a lot of dead weight.

The Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, which has formally dubbed obesity an American ``epidemic,'' estimates that 60 percent of us are overweight, while one-fourth of us are certifiably obese.

Sadly, the battle of the bulge doesn't end with death. According to the Times, American fatness has found a final frontier: the funeral industry.

It seems that those of us wearing relaxed-fit jeans and flowing caftans simply can't squeeze into those sleek, standard-sized coffins anymore.

In a cruel twist of fate, anyone who tops 300 pounds is a candidate not only for diabetes, heart disease and premature death but also for burial problems.

To accommodate larger folks, some casket manufacturers have begun making double-, even triple-, wide boxes. The aptly named Goliath Casket of Lynn, Ind., specializes in colossal caskets. In the beginning, sales were slim for Goliath. The Times reports that when the company opened its doors in the 1980s, it was selling just one of its jumbo caskets a year. (Its roomiest model is 44 inches across, compared to the regular 24 inches.)

These days, Goliath cranks out four or five of these capacious coffins every month.

If only the woes of the recently departed ended with finding a casket that fits.

It doesn't. Whenever an oversized casket is needed, a domino effect is unleashed. A Fats Domino effect.

The Times points out that a bigger casket requires a bigger hearse and a bigger vault. A bigger vault requires a bigger grave. A bigger grave begets a bigger plot. And a bigger plot begets a bigger grave-digging scoop.

All of this begets a bigger bill for the grieving family.

Cremation, usually a less costly alternative, may not work for the morbidly obese because some rotund remains can't fit into standard-sized crematoriums.

It's taken it a while, but the funeral industry finally is beginning to understand what canny clothing manufacturers have known for years: Americans come in all sizes, and those sizes are getting bigger.

Until the burial business catches up, it might be nice if the companies that have helped Americans increase their girth would ease their grief.

Fast-food chains could take the lead by offering coupons good for a one-way rides in an extra-wide hearse.

Soft drink manufacturers could hide tokens for free triple-wide coffins under the caps of their sugary soft drinks.

Ice cream purveyors could offer discounted double-dip burial plots near the green pastures where their Guernseys graze.

Or better yet, we could all join a gym with the goal of trying to fit into last year's caskets. Because when you think about it, it really shouldn't take more than six strong men to bring us to church.

Reach Kerry at 446-2306 or at kerry.dougherty@att.net

 

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