For the sake of a name, lets just call him Abe...

All of his life Abe was a very thoughtful and courtious man, he always opened doors and pulled chairs for the ladies, and to him chivalry was not dead. Abe was never a very religious man, nor was he a church goer, he developed his respect for the lord through his own devices.
When "his day" was upon him, he was ready to pass on to be another of the dearly departed.
He "awakened" to visions of his past, the "now", and what "is to be". Soon a friendly and regal man stepped into his view and reached out his hand as if to beckon him forth. Abe new that this must be St. Peter, and his judgement had been decided. He was going to heaven. He asked St. Peter if heaven was all it is cracked up to be, he said, "if it is all angels and cherubs floating on clouds and stuff, I won't be happy." St. Peter just stared at him and smiled, and again beckoned him forth. Abe by now was kinda worried about his eternal place in heaven, he told the gatekeeper, "My dream of eternal happiness is a simple one, I was never married and I died a lonely man, all I ask is for it to be like that", he points down at Hell to a man sitting on a beach with a beautiful girl on his lap and a beer in his hand. St. Peter gave him a puzzled look, and said to Abe, "Look closer friend, that beer can has a hole in the bottom, and that girl don't"