I have a nephew who sprinkled some of his son’s ashes on Lambeau field while taking a tour. Had cut a whole in his pants pocket and casually spread them on the field kinda like Andy In Shawshank redemption.
Me, my urn will be a .50 cal ammo can with my name stenciled on the side and a list of places my family should disperse. Deer stands, lakes, duck blinds, and a campsite in the Uintas.
