I knew a guy in Cuba who had little guy syndrome and couldn't make Chief. He got to where he was drinking a fifth of rum a day. They finally transferred him to an ice breaker to sober up. This must have shocked his system so badly he put a .45 slug in his brain. I heard through scuttlebutt that the autopsy showed his liver would have got him pretty soon, if he hadn't jumped the gun, so to speak. No, I don't know why they felt an autopsy necessary. Stan