Well, the nimrod that handled my dad's last August stuck to the script and it was nothing but a plug (or a butt plug however you want to look at it) for the WBTS, he even kindly offered to have a study with anyone interested at the end of his speech. Luckily for him dad was cremated or I would have pitched his worthless carcas into the hole when he was done.
On a happy note, my cheapskate mother accepted the grave marker from the government as dad was a vet, but what she didn't count on was the soldier who showed up to present her with a folded United States flag. All the JW's present looked on in horror after brother Nimrod was done and this soldier steps up and gives this speech about what a good soldier dad was etc. and goes to hand the flag to mom who just sits there jaw hanging open, so I stepped up and took the flag. It saved the day for me, at least someone said something about who my father was.