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My eyes have gotten a little damp, I think my heart sprung a leak. What a beautiful way to spend eternity.

Lynn

When you're dead, you're dead. You won't feel a thing when the time comes. Be kind on the remaining family and save them A LOT of expense.

And you know that how?

I have a nephew who's a potter. He's made urns for several family members. He's started with what he calls the family glaze. He takes a few ashes from each one and mixes them into the urn's glaze so each urn has some ash from each one who died previously. I'm not aspiring to be a glaze yet, but I don't have the final say in that.

told the wife i dont care if she tosses my body in some coulee.......ill be dead and not give a chit, she can do whatever she decided she wants to do.....

To the Viking burial guys. I believe it is legal. I read something about it not too long ago. But unless they build the Viking ship outta free wood you're looking at costing the fam. some money.

This thread got me thinking about plans. Besides what to do with my body, I thought it would be fun to put some money in an account. Enough to send all remaining family members on a trip. Last year when my grandmother passed away all of her grandchildren flew back home and stayed in the same house for a week. Despite the unfortunate circumstances it was the best week I've ever had with those people. We all reconnected in our mourning. I would like to supply the same opportunity for whomever outlives me.

I had several ghosts tell me just the other day.

I don't want to be cremated or be buried...prop me up at the base of a tree in the woods

An old timer that was a staple in my home town went out better than anyone I've heard of. He was duck hunting with his dog and a pard. The guy and his dog went over to jump shoot some sloughs. his pard heard some shots and when the guy didn't return he went to investigate. He found his friend leaning up against a tree dead, his lab still had the duck in his mouth waiting for his master to collect it. The last thing he did on earth was shoot a duck, then he had a heart attack. A very fitting way to go.

Not me!

Burn me, burn me up!

I don't want to be worm food

EXACTLY, Damn straight, besides I will probably be sitting by the fire anyways!

once upon a time i knew an individual that had studied under Brant Segunda as a part of the Dance of the Deer Foundation.

she wanted to be dragged to a big whiteoak tree, and allowed to fertilize the roots of the tree to encourage acorn production to feed the flowers, the tree, and also the deer, raccoons, etc. etc. that feasted upon the acorns that her micro-chemicals helped to create.

the Circle of Life, i suppose?

I suppose, or someone who spent a lot of her time thinking under the influence of a particular weed

What If God is a duck?

Cremate me and I want my ashes spread #1 my deer stand,#2 some in Montana,#3 some in Lake Michigan.No friggen Funeral,but I will leave enough money to put a couple half barrels at the local watering hole!!!

Absolutely not getting toasted. Here is why:

Career Fire Fighter, spent my life putting them out and avoiding getting killed doing it...I am to end up getting burned in the end? No F*cking Way!

Not a complete process...after it is said and done, they sweep the remnants out and grind the bits and pieces of long bone etc. left, using the equivalent of a meat grinder...been there, done that!

I pushed (helped) a few folks in the oven for their toasty end. Just isn't right! I had a part time gig at a funeral home and crematorium.

I prefer to be interred in a vault in a mausoleum wall if I could swing it. Preferably up high on that wall. A good friend has had his spot for years in just such a place and his theory is solid. "Put me up high" he says, "and good luck to anybody trying to piss on my grave!" I like it!!!!

a great question. what if a dog is God spelt backwards?

Then we will all go to heaven and hunt the Quackenbush.

Swifty

Being buried in a box absolutely gives me the creeps. No can do.