I watched "Rocket Gibraltor" this morning. Burt Lancaster was the patriarch of a good-sized clan of kids and grandkids. He tells his grands, there's about six or seven of them, about viking funerals and when he dies in bed a few weeks later, they find him first and manage to get his body onto a boat and before their parents, his children, can get to them, the grands launch the boat and set it afire.
At first, the parents seemd devastated but then, as the boat continued to burn into the night, they all sat there watching, seemingly resigned to it and I wondered, when the fog lifted who was going to tear who's head off first!??! There was a plot prepared for him already, next to his wife, their mother, so it wasn't as if plans had not been decided upon and already made.
On the surface, it looked as if the babies had done what grandpa would have wanted but, what do you suppose would happen in real life and not in a movie? How would something like this sit in your family?
My mother had twelve brothers and sisters and, I just can't even imagine the fallout if my cousins and I had done that when our grandfather passed away. My aunts and uncles? Back in the day when everyone was young and strong, just give them a reason to brawl!! One sister would have blamed another sisters' kid for coming up with the idea and it would have been ON!