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I started getting junk mail from “The Neptune Society” after my 60th birthday. Apparently it’s a pay-in-advance cremation outfit.

Next time I might take em up on it, save family and friends a bunch of hassles. Not really a fan of funerals.

Don't go in wherever it is they have the casket.

Did that w 1 uncle and several friends.

I guess it is different for me.

I was with both of my parents until the end...

Both as they passed... and both as the funeral truck left the house... and both buried in a box.

I never think on those images (unless I try).

For me the Soul/Spirit of Life was already gone.

I think on them often, but always something else. Mom in the kitchen or knitting and dad coaching or hustling to make a real estate deal for some happy customer.

Never a burdensome thought... but do wish they were still around for advice or to enjoy my accomplishments or the kid's accomplishments.

I guess we are all different.

Sorry for your loss... All going thru loss.

Cremation and have a sip of bourbon[no ice] on me.

So, it's not only me. After my paternal grandma died of cancer I wanted to give her a last glance. I shouldn't have done it. I got the key to the funeral parlor from the cemetery gardner. The bodies were placed in seperate chambers. The door was connected to the light switch. But it wasn't a decent light, it was one of those old neon tubes which are flickering. I opened the door and the flickering started and while flickering a saw her pale face and one of her eyes hadn't been closed by the nurse after her death. It took me years to forget what I saw even after looking at some old photographs of her.

I hate them and my family is well aware of my wishes. Straight to the cheapest crematorium and then have a party somewhere to tip a glass, maybe look at some pictures and laugh about the good times. I have had more than my share and will leave this earth with little regret. My friends and family know that and a funeral ruins that memory IMO.

Last thing I want when loved ones are grieving is dealing with anyone of the funeral business.

Told all my family, if you want an open casket, DON't put me in charge of arrangements..........

I have lost all 4 grandparents, have NO memories of them 'in a box'............. I never saw it open...

grandmother asked if I wanted them to open the lid on granddad..... I said no need, my last memory is me sitting on the floor in front of him in his chair with a bunch of family around................. that's how it should be, IMHO!

I have a pic of grandmother at 102 standing in the cane patch with a hoe, after she broke her SECOND hip, that's what I want to remember! She died at 104.....

Dad wants to be cremated and ashes 'spread'.............. we threaten to dump them in a 5 gal bucket, strap it to the back of the airboat and run up and down the Chassahowitzka River 'til he's gone............. he laughs and says that's good enough for me! He's 92, 6 weeks out of a hip replacement, he cut up a 90' pine tree yesterday that the wind blew down while he was laid up.....

Some people say they need to 'see it' for closure.................. maybe, but I never understood that, I have absolutely NO doubts they are gone!

But, we are all different, and there aren't any hard and fast rules to how this goes, just remember what ever is done is for those that remain, 'cause the 'host' don't care anymore!

My dad still isnt in a box.
Thought he should be. Hospice. Saying it could take days, or a week.
Family is wearing out....not good.

Being in the box aint a bad thing.

Its really really horrible, getting them there.

No box and no morbid funeral for me. I guess I have no say in it but that’s my wishes. Edk

The only person I think about "in a box" is my maternal grandmother. She used to "puff" when she'd nap and we'd all giggle about it. I was in my early teens when she passed away. She looked very lifelike in the casket and I finally said, "I keep waiting for her to puff." and all the family in the room had a good laugh, sort of lightened the mood. Dad told me later that everyone was thinking it (IE the puffing) but none of the adults felt like they should say it but it was perfectly appropriate that I did. I don't always picture her like that, but occasionally it comes up with family and we still get a chuckle. I don't think she'd mind.

As for the rest of the folks I've seen in caskets, that's never the memory that I think of, its just not. That thinking of folks in a box business sounds like an awful curse.

Yep.

Total harvest for anything usable and cremate the rest, memorial service down the line if family wants it.

No obituary, no funeral.

Do not mind the box that much but do mind the morbid funeral home. Have told my wife, I want a Wake, with open bar, music, (country and gospel) and want my friends to each tell a funny story about me. Laugh, live and have fun. I will be there in spirit.

NOTE: 2 songs I definitely want sung at the Wake are Jamie Johnson's :Lead me Home" and Prop me up by the Jukebox.

One of my grandfathers had bad tremors well before I was ever born, he could hardly feed himself and when he did....it was a mess. First time I ever saw him not shaking was in that box..a lot of emotions seeing him still like that. He was so proud of his funeral arrangements, I remember years earlier...going with him and my mother to the funeral home and him picking out his casket etc and him paying for everything in advance.

Waiting on the call about my other grandfather any day now. Gonna be a rough one.

Completely agree.

My solution isn’t to not go to the funeral or to be cremated but to avoid walking up and looking at corpses.

I’ve found the ceremony of a funeral to be deeply therapeutic but I am also deeply religious and I know those w/o such faith feel differently.

Death is a part of life and we all live in and with the absence of our dead loved ones.

Nothing is worse than seeing a child in a box, I lost a good friend that had a car accident when we were teenagers. I can still picture his dad sitting beside the casket just staring at him crying. About 10 years ago, my boss lost two daughers in a car accident, that was a rough wake. Couldn't imagine.

I have helped burry many loved ones. This may fit.

Ps 90 was featured prominently at both my parents’ funerals and will at mine & my wife’s.

Been thinking on this a lot lately. Who will remember me in 100 years? Then why the tomb stone? I'm with Toot. Harvest whatever is useful, cremate the rest.

What I am currently thinking about is mandating a variety of locations around America for my ashes to be spread. I'd provide funds for my kids and force them to see and experience out great land. Things like, scatter some ash on Ellis Island then have a steak dinner at the Oak room.

Thoughts?

Keith Richards snorted some of his fathers ashes. How the heck is that joker still alive.

Try to leave things a little better than you found them.