I've been reading this e-book which is available through my local library: Tom Petty's father Earl passed away in 1999. But his dad's twin sister, Pearl, has some work for Tom before he pays his last respects and hits the road: "After things had gone well enough, and we were getting ready to leave," Petty says, "Earl's twin sister, Pearl, shows up. And she just lets out this huge scream, like, 'Nobody told me you were going to be here! Come here, come here!' And I was like, 'No, we're leaving right now.' And she's grabbing my arm, insisting, 'No, you can't leave—I got stuff ya'll gotta sign!' I mean, I'm walking away from my dad's coffin. It's a hundred feet away from us, right? I'm thinking, 'He's your brother, for Christ's sake, and you're looking for autographs at his funeral?' I'm just shaking my head. So we get in the car kind of as quick as we can, and we start to back out, and she's at the window, banging on the window. And she gets her hand on the door handle of the car, trying to open the door. I just said, 'Bugs, go.' And we took off, with this screaming woman in the background. That was my father's funeral." The swamp had sent its ambassador. Pathetic. I guess aunt Pearl wants some souvenirs for the neighbors back home?