Cremation or normal Burial?

JOERM

Member
Joined
Jul 10, 2003
Messages
906
Reaction score
196
Location
OLYMPIC PENINSULA WA
I am scared to death of being burned up after I die for some reason. Nope, don't want that done to me as the last thing on earth. I know that it saves space and all that and I don't care if others do it. I think it is a bit odd that some put the quart jar on the fireplace mantel though. It is less expensive too to be burned to death, no coffin. Not sure why the coffins need to be so dang gone pretty, heck a fiber glass one would work just fine, it would not rot for a billion years.

And what about those graves where the water table makes the coffin float up? There is too much air in those body boxes. Having maybe some sort of extra large food saver type thing that the fiber glass bag could be sucked over the body thereby avoiding all that air. The body would then not float up. Just a thought.

If saving cost and space is what it is all about then what about this idea? How about compacting the body like a garbage disposal? I am sure that it could be squished at least 75% down. The coffin could then be only, say, 2.5 feet long or so. When I asked or talked to my wife about this today she said, "well, why not just put the body through a shreader.?" I said you know, that is an idea too. But I would think it would be best to dehyderate the body first. Just another thought to not think about for long.

Guess I'll just stick with the normal burial. All this became because at church this morning the Priest said the cemetary needed volunteers to take care of it.

Joe
 
Register to hide this ad
I told my wife I want to be buried in jeans and a tee shirt and if she puts me in a suit I'll haunt her. But really I don't care what she does just make sure I'm dead before she does it.
 
I am going for the cremation.

First of all, I won't really be there, it'll just be the old house I used to live in.

Secondly, I have seen too many decaying bodies, including ones that have been buried for a period of years. I just don't want this old house, which has been pretty good to me, to look like that.

Plus, the cost. Funerals are expensive and, IMO, one generally can't trust the Funeral Directors who, again IMO and my experience, prey upon the next of kin to sell them caskets, etc. which they don't need. The ones I am talking about are really good at putting the guilt trip on the family member making the arrangements.

I have seen that too many times and don't want my wife to have to deal with that.

So, it's the oven for me.

Bob
 
Through the shreader after dehydration sounds good to me. Plant food. That way I can keep the rose bushes a'bloomin for a few years after I'm gone.
icon_smile.gif
But, in all reality I will probably end up being planted in the dirt in a metal or wood box, against my wishes I might add. Just so that a few folks can have a place to come and say a few "Kind" word over, (AKA, Where are the key's and what the hell are the combos to the safes).

Class III
 
I have told the wife just just put me in the fire, and flush me down the toilet, do not want a bunch of family members standing around trying to be sociable
 
I don't care, but compacting sounds messy.
ack.gif


When you’re cremated, they put your remains in an urn, not a quart jar… although I have heard Rock Hudson’s remains were placed in a fruit jar!
 
I always felt that, if I knew it was coming and had the energy, I'd like to just walk off into the desert out around Big Bend. I've always been happiest out there anyway. Maybe find a little shade on a ridge with a good view and let the inevitable happen. Afterwards, the coyotes and buzzards can scatter me around a bit if they want. Somehow I'd have to convince people to not bother looking for me though.

Since my wife and kids probably won't let me do that, the next best choice is cremation. My Grandmother did that and was buried with my Grandfather at the Fort Sam cemetary. It didn't cost much and was easier on everybody involved. I think that's the way to go. Why be any more of a pain in the butt for everyone than you have to be when you're done?

.
 
I'm going out into the woods of the Sierra Nevada and die and rot and let the critters eat me. What they don't eat will become part of the forest. That's what I call true immortality.

I guess the kid's going to have a problem getting a death certificate. He says he'll handle it.

BTW, hospitals are not prisons. They cannot keep you there against your will. So IV and all, I'm leaving if that's what it comes down to.
 
I'll opt for cremation, no need in me taking up space just lying there.
 
I'm kinda claustrophobic, so I think cremation is what it's gonna be.

Also: no need to spend a lot of dough on a plot, a grossly overpriced casket, fancy funeral or any of the rest. Just pay more than it's worth to take care of the mortal remains, have a nice memorial service, and try to remember on how much fun I used to be.

Bill
 
Can't bear the thought of being put in a box and buried in the ground, just can't do it. My family knows to cremate me. If they want me on the mantle in an urn, quart jar, or whatever for a while thats ok, but in the end they are to sprinkle my ashes outside.
Don't put me in the ground!
 
For years, I wanted a "plot" to call my own for all of eternity, with a big gaudy tombstone. However, my best childhood memories, and the place where I still feel most at peace, is Lake Michigan. So, I've decided to be cremated at scattered on the lake. If anybody wants to come pay their respects after I'm gone, they can do it with a day playing in the water, walking on the beach, or just enjoying the sunset. That will be my legacy.
 
I'm a scuba diver, so I'm very comfortable in the water. Sew me into a canvas sack, weigh me down with some chain, and dump me in the ocean.

Second option is cremation. Bury my ashes a few feet down on the 5 yard line on the football field where I played in college. There is enough of my blood on that field; they might as well get the rest of me. A third option is scattering my ashes in Wolfen Meadow in Stanislaus National Forest.
 
Originally posted by bamabiker:
I told my wife...I don't care what she does just make sure I'm dead before she does it.
Yikes!
icon_biggrin.gif
("It's like I tell all of my boys--always put one in the brain!"--Johnny Casper in Miller's Crossing.)

Originally posted by SWID:
I'm going out into the woods of the Sierra Nevada and die and rot and let the critters eat me.
Why the Sierra Nevada when you are so close to the Rockies there in Idaho?
 
Actually, unless you pay them for an urn or supply one they send you home from the creamatorium in a plastic lined cardboard box about 10" square or a plastic box that size.

AS a family we have always buried people either in the family plot at the ranch or at the Bruneau Cemetary.

Since my grandfather in the 80s we have elected cremation. Box comes home. My brother RG builds a beutiful box out of rosewood or ebony or some other very hard exotic wood with dovetailed corners etc. Polishes and waxes it and puts half the ashes in a pelican case inside the wooden box and that gets buried at the cemetary along with the last 5 generations. That way there is a head stone for those that care to have a place to pray and mourn. The other half of the ashes are disposed of as the person requested.

So some of my grandfathers and grandmothers ashes were spread up at their original homestead. My fathers were scattered along the edge of the butte overlooking this place. My daughters ashes were spread at the summit of Jarbidge Mountain. Mine will be poured in the rocks that make up the cairn where 5 of my dogs are. I figure the wind and rain will do the rest.

THe soil is so dry here that the wooden boxes actually last a long long time. We had to move Grandpa George when we buried Grandma Ruths ashes as she wanted then in the same box. When we dug up the ebony box after 12 years it was good as new. Put her ashes in with his and put it all back in the hole.

Mom has already said she wants her ashes with dads and the wife wants hers with the daughters. We sure aren't taking up much room after we're gone.

R W THomas
Owyhee County, ID

There's a Twinings Tea tin with a portion of dad's ashes on the corner of my desk that has been soldered shut. Irish Breakfast Tea. It is/was a private joke betweemn dad and I.
 
Back
Top