I don't want one damned dime more than is aboslutely necessary spent on this. We have discussed this, and my wife and kids know what I want. Two empty 300 Savage casings are to filled with my ashes. One will go to our camp in Pennsylvania to spread up high on the mountain where my dad loved to hunt. I've always said we would hunt together one day, and so it shall be. I had my son up to that very spot last fall, and he knows what is expected of him. The other casing will go to the cemetery where my mom and dad are buried. Every time I go home, I have put an empty casing for Dad and one red rose for Mom on their simple marker. A casing of my ashes will put me at rest with both of them. The remainder of my ashes, will be interred up here in Minnesota in a gravesight in my wife's family plot.


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