Trailer park dad who ‘hammered’ Busch beer, was ‘gluttonous’ eater of fried foods remembered in viral obit

A Kentucky trailer park dad who “hammered” room-temperature Busch beer, devoured fried food and considered himself a lady’s man was remembered in a hilarious obituary that’s gone viral this month.

James Loveless, who died earlier this month at the age of 60, has received a whole lot of love thanks to an unfiltered remembrance penned by one of his sons.

The obit of the Kentucky grandfather and “proud owner of a few lots in the trailer park” has been viewed more than 700,000 times since it was posted after he “had had enough and up and died on us on June 14th.”

“We’ve never had an obituary like this,” one of the Pulaski Funeral Home directors, Michelle Godbey, told The Post Wednesday. She noted most obits get only on average 1,500 views.

The nearly-400 word piece written by son Rocky details Loveless’ choice of diet, quirky sayings and the physical feature that made his long list of lovers swoon.

Rocky told The Post Wednesday he penned the obituary so family and friends could have a laugh during a difficult time.

“And kind of bring him back to life just for a few minutes,” he said, adding he never thought it would be seen by people across the country.

“Jamie loved his family more than anything else in the world…except ice-cold Busch, room-temperature Busch, T-bones, New York strip, prime rib, shrimp, swimming, poker, hatch-back Mustang GTs, tank-tops, Kentucky Men’s basketball, and his personal copy of Eddie Murphy’s Raw,” part of the obit states.

The obit listed the names of numerous women that were smitten with Loveless – and the suspected reason behind the attraction.  

“‘It’s the bones,’ he told us as proudly pointed his skinny, pasty-white legs,” the obit claimed. “‘Women love a good shin.’ We think he might even have some females waiting for him on the other side.

Throughout his life, Loveless was spotted hanging in his backyard at the trailer park, “hammering beers, standing over country-style ribs, and yelling, “It’s got a head like a cat on it!”, while nearby neighbors would peek out their windows bearing looks of disgust and amazement, as his party guests were slurring remarks about needing to speed up his cooking style,” according to the obituary.

He was such a “gluttonous eater of fried foods and snack cakes, as well as the occasional chili cheese dog,” that he suffered a stroke in 2015. When he was heard in the emergency room saying “Let’s make a break for it!” hospital staff forced him to go through with the procedure.

“He wasn’t too excited about the prospect, but went anyway,”

He leaves behind his two sons, Rocky and Rodney, a younger brother, an “unofficial daughter” and a pair of old boxers which have ‘Buttweiser the King of Rears’ printed on the design,” according to the obit.

“He will be moderately missed,” the obit concludes, though Rocky said Wednesday he actually misses his father “more than I can explain.”

“You know that he’s going to be more than moderately missed,” Godbey, the funeral director, added. “Because to be able to write that Rocky really had to know his father and to know somebody like that you have to love them.”

“In the end you could tell that this man was really loved.”