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Unless you meet your maker at the business end of a bus, you will spend your last days with or near family, I hope, and you make plans.

At the end of the day, I would like to take my dirt nap in the same cemetery where my paternal grandparents are buried. I rode a minibike up to the same place as a kid (both grandparents were still living then) and it was beautiful.

(It wasn't so much on a freezing, windswept day in late February 2020 when we laid our Mamaw to rest after what I suspect was an early case of covid. I actually caught covid at her funeral.)

A lot of you would prefer cremation and that's OK. Or you can donate your body to science and roll the dice.
 
Unless you meet your maker at the business end of a bus, you will spend your last days with or near family, I hope, and you make plans.

At the end of the day, I would like to take my dirt nap in the same cemetery where my paternal grandparents are buried. I rode a minibike up to the same place as a kid (both grandparents were still living then) and it was beautiful.

(It wasn't so much on a freezing, windswept day in late February 2020 when we laid our Mamaw to rest after what I suspect was an early case of covid. I actually caught covid at her funeral.)

A lot of you would prefer cremation and that's OK. Or you can donate your body to science and roll the dice.

Doing the science thing. If they think they can use what I don't need anymore to figure out something that will help someone else someday, well, it's not like I'm still using it.

Sometimes after they're done with ya, they'll send some ashes back home. If that's the case, I would like a small amount place in a container and attached to the dash of my daughter's car, so I can still annoy her. :p
 
I wanted to be buried because visiting graves was a big thing in my family, but my wife made an amazing point. We don’t visit any of our relatives graves now. We live hundreds and hundreds of miles away and there are no reason to visit these towns other than to see a grave.

So cremated and tossed to the wind.
 
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My spot is waiting for me in a Central Texas cemetery where many of my ancestors are buried. My dad is already there, mom to join him some day, and I am a few plots to their left. Cost? $0 for the plot, + whatever the funeral home charges to plop me in a sealed box with no embalming.
 
I wish to be cremated but I don't think my family is taking me seriously
 
Hadn't really thought of it. Could be the last in my family, anyway.

Not intending to emulate Mike Leach, but ...
 
Cremated. Have a small spot on a plot on a hilltop summit in southwest Colorado overlooking Mesa Verde, the La Platas and the Sleeping Ute.
 
Cremation.
I have a plot in a church cemetery overlooking a river and facing east as the sun comes up over the Appalachians. I got it super cheap because it was a single. My wife and I will have a joint stone there to mark that we were here.
Half of my ashes are to be scattered there.
The other half are to be scattered on the dunes facing east overlooking the Atlantic.
 
Buried. Mostly for the tombstone. I want all the roles I have had listed both professional and personal. Inspired by this:
 

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I wanted to be buried because visiting graves was a big thing in my family, but my wife made an amazing point. We don’t visit any of our relatives graves now. We live hundreds and hundreds of miles away and there are no reason to visit these towns other than to see a grave.

So cremated and tossed to the wind.
On the infrequent times that I am in the place where I grew up, I have an obligation and a duty to go to the cemetery where my parents had been buried for more than 40 years now. It is a burden. And after all this time I still have a somewhat teary conversation with my mother and ignore my father.
 
On the infrequent times that I am in the place where I grew up, I have an obligation and a duty to go to the cemetery where my parents had been buried for more than 40 years now. It is a burden. And after all this time I still have a somewhat teary conversation with my mother and ignore my father.
I figure any afterlife conversations I have with my dad will be around 90 seconds. That’s how long he usually lasts on the phone before handing it back off to mom.
 
Cremated, I guess ... although at that point it doesn't really matter to me!

Slight sidetrack: I was having one of my light-hearted, let's poke fun at our religions talks with my coworker, who's LDS. He asked me about purgatory, which is about the best this minor league Catholic can hope for. Ever since I was a kid, I have imagined it as, among other places, the upper areas of a church, high above the altar where there's a high ceiling but no balcony.

I figure I'll have to sit through as many Masses as the number of times I stared at girls during church. It'll be a while ...
 
My parents will be part of a family plot in Benicia, CA with my grandparents, sister and others. I'd be just fine having my ashes scattered in the Willamette. Maybe have a bench built overlooking the river somewhere with a small nameplate. Maybe a few ashes scattered at the family plot.
Other thoughts were on the Road to the Sun at Glacier - the peak where some of the snowmelt will flow into the Pacific and the Atlantic. Or Stanley Park in Vancouver BC, which always "feels" like I think Heaven would be. Definitely not sitting on a shelf in an urn for someone to forget about.
 
My dad always used to say he wanted to be buried shallow and face down so people could line up to kiss his ass. That always sounded good to me. In actuality, he was cremated, which is what I lean toward.

I’ve only visited one grave, my grandmother’s, in the last 30 years or so, and that’s only because I was at a friend’s funeral and he ended up being buried in the same cemetery outside of Philly. I don’t even know where my grandfather is buried — somewhere in Texas near his second wife’s family.

I have to admit, though, that it was really cool when I went to Hungary (where my dad’s parents were born) and was able to see the graves of basically my entire paternal ancestry, all in one place.
 

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