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My wife wants to start paying for and pre-plan our funerals. She wants to know what I would like as my final wish. Well besides not dying, I dont want a funeral. No big production, I don't want to be put on display so people can say; "He Looked so natural, I have heard people say They looked so life like. I don't want a wake. When I die I just want to be taken to the crematorium, torched and my ashes dumped in the garden.

I am not a person that has made a lot of friends or kept in contact with the people I did call friend. and as for my son and grandchildren it will be like I just stopped calling them on holidays and birthday. For me funerals are a waste of money, once your died your dead, your not coming back. I have memories of the people I lost in my life time. I don't need to go visit a stone in a pasture to remember my lost son, grandfather, mother or father. I don't want a priest praying over me. The priest isn't getting me into heaven, it's me and the way I lived my life.

If there was a green cemetery near here I would want to be put there or have a Viking or Native American burial. Just drop off my body and let nature take it's course. I have told my son that when I die just load me in the truck and haul my fat butt to the burn pit and torch me and be prepared for a grease fire. He has the combo for the safe and he knows the guns are his with the exceptions of the ones marked for the grand daughters.

Every time I deployed I wanted my wife and sons to remember me as a loving husband and father and a strong man.

My wife thinks I am wrong and just trying to be cheap and not wanting to face dying. there may be truth in the cheap part; it cost a bunch to be buried. Little does my wife know, I faced death 47 years ago in Vietnam. Dying scares the **** out of me it's not the when or how I dye. It's whats next that worries me.

so let the banter begin.
 
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Arrangements already made. No notice, cremation, no services.

I spent my life raisin' critters to be killed, butchered, and eaten without so much as a by your leave about them.
Don't reckon I deserve any better.
 
I dont want people spending money on me. Leave me where I lay! If they must soend money then I want a water proof coffin filled with good beer and tequila! A Viking pyre sounds good to o

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If all other people want to be cremated thats okay but I dont. I certainly dont need a expensive casket or funeral either but I do belive in some respect to my or anyone elses carcass.
Now, I do belive no amount of money, prayers or how I am buried is going to affect my final decisions I have made for my soul`s destiny. That destiney is decided before death. I have a hard time consoling survivors as many people do with "I will pray for him". Sorry, its a done deal. I will pray that the survivors can get through their relatives death.
I seen this grave sitting off all by itself once on a quad ride near zion national park. That would be the way I would like to be buried but I suppose you would have a hard time finding someone to sell you a small plot in a beautiful area for just one or two graves off by itself. Again, I do belive in respecting anyones body and grave but yet I know no amount of respect, money or disrespect really matters to them after death whether its abe lincoln or hitler.

 
I ain't worried about where I'm going whenI check out, my ticket is punched.
My Wife and Ihave discussed funerals, though. We think it would be cool to make tapes to be played, "well,if you're listening to this, Imust be dead".:eek:
Itold her just douse me with gas and put me on the burn pile.

I actually do have one funeral request though. I've already chosen my pall bearers, and they're all looking forward to it. They're all Women. I figger Women have been carrying me all my life. Might as well let them continue it when I take the dirt nap.:D
Jim
 
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I will be cremated and a "Celebration of Life" held at home. My ashes will be "Planted" at my Wife's and my grave marker in our family plot.
However I would bet that My five sons, daughter, and three daughter in-laws who are LEO will insist on a full "Cop's Funeral".
 
Now lately when I pass a cemetery I start to think about what happens at the end of the off ramp. We got some great small ol' "quaint" cemeteries around here. Seems like they are filled with the souls of some good old, common folk. If someone feels they need to drop me in a hole and throw some sod on top, I wanna have those kinda spirits as my new neighbors.

A joint with a pet plot would be nice too. I'd be more than willin' to spend my days in eternity playin' fetch with some dearly departed pooch. You know when I'm not playing pinochle with my gramps, my dad and my uncle.

I told to my wife if she insists on having calling hours and a viewing, I wanna be face down in a cheap, unlined, pine box wearin' the brightest red union jacks she can find. Butt trap open so everyone can kiss my lilly white ***. Cover the children's eyes if you must, but it's my party!
 
My wife and I purchased a double plot next to my late son. When asked by the funeral director what type of casket I wanted? I told him one with a sun roof and Kicker solo barricks sound system:D He said no problem whatever you need with a straight face. " God bless America is what I say" capitalism at its finest:D

thewelshm
 
There is a pet cemitary near kanob utah. The wife and I found it by exploring a out of way canyon about two months ago. I couldnt belive there was that big of one in the world. When we got home I was able to locate it on google earth. Looked liked thousands of pet graves! Its in a semi remote beautiful rugged canyon just a few miles north of kanob. I estimate it covers about a oblong 3/4 mile. I suspect many people care more about their pets than their dead parents!
Angels Rest Pet Memorial Park - Kanab, UT - Pet Cemeteries on Waymarking.com
 
Funerals are not about the deceased, they are FOR the surviving family members and friends. They can be a tool used in the grieving process.

You can pre-plan how your body is to be disposed of. Part of that is telling a funeral director what you want done, and pre-paying for that. In New York State you can designate a person who will be authorized to decide what is to be done with your body, and you can set it up so the person is bound by your pre-planning.

Some people mistakenly think that what they put in a last will and testament will apply to how their body is disposed of. Not so. The designation of an executor, really more of a nomination than a designation, will not be effective in a timely fashion for that person to carry out what is stated in the will.

If you know what you want, tell your family. However, unless you can control who will be authorized to make decisions regarding the disposal of your body, such as possible in New York, you really can not control what is done.

Please consider organ donation. Many lives are saved or made better by means of utilizing donated organs.

It is surprising how few people have wills and related documents, and how few pre-plan the disposal of their body. Taking care of these things does not cause death, and I have had many clients tell me it was a load off their back when they had finished their wills and other plans.
 
carpriver said:
My wife wants to start paying for and pre-plan our funerals. She wants to know what I would like as my final wish. Well besides not dying, I dont want a funeral. No big production, I don't want to be put on display so people can say; "He Looked so natural, I have heard people say They looked so life like. I don't want a wake. When I die I just want to be taken to the crematorium, torched and my ashes dumped in the garden.

I am not a person that has made a lot of friends or kept in contact with the people I did call friend. and as for my son and grandchildren it will be like I just stopped calling them on holidays and birthday. For me funerals are a waste of money, once your died your dead, your not coming back. I have memories of the people I lost in my life time. I don't need to go visit a stone in a pasture to remember my lost son, grandfather, mother or father. I don't want a priest praying over me. The priest isn't getting me into heaven, it's me and the way I lived my life.

If there was a green cemetery near here I would want to be put there or have a Viking or Native American burial. Just drop off my body and let nature take it's course. I have told my son that when I die just load me in the truck and haul my fat butt to the burn pit and torch me and be prepared for a grease fire. He has the combo for the safe and he knows the guns are his with the exceptions of the ones marked for the grand daughters.

Every time I deployed I wanted my wife and sons to remember me as a loving husband and father and a strong man.

My wife thinks I am wrong and just trying to be cheap and not wanting to face dying. there may be truth in the cheap part; it cost a bunch to be buried. Little does my wife know, I faced death 27 years ago in Vietnam. Dying scares the **** out of me it's not the when or how I dye. It's whats next that worries me.

so let the banter begin.
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Man my words exactly don't notify anyone, if they wanted to see me they would come by, all my friends are dead. All my parents siblings, grandparents uncles who I had great times with have been gone a long time.The kids have their own life, I told the wife not to notify them why get them upset she could tell them next time thy call. I've already told my kid all this. Firearms and my other possessions I have a word document with everything in righting. If they follow it that's up to them. Told them where all the firearms are stashed and what ammunition fits what, and where all the ammo is at, I have 2 different 9mm cartridges so I had to explain the difference.

I told the wife if I don't come in one night and she see the buzzards hanging around she knows where I'm at. Everyone has their own opinion how the last trip will be but I'm with you no need to spend any money on me, no services, no wake, heck if they want a party I would like to be there. All anyone ever talk about is what a great person you were, and them and I know I wasn't, I'm a grouchy ol man, and how good you look in the box. Come on now how good can you look being dead. No markers as I don't want the kids to have a place where they feel they have to go and grieve. Just pretend they I'm out somewhere riding the HD and remember me as I was the last time they saw me, if I was in good health. I don't want any visits from them to a hospital, watched my father slowly die over 4 months, if I have to go there and if I have to go to a home because of dementia or Alzheimer's no need to visit as I won't know them anyhow.

I lived long seen things most people will never see I hope, seen people die every way there is. Done things I hope no one ever has to do. Hopefully the final rest will easy all the bad memories I've been carrying. South East Asia can put a hurting on you for a long time.
 
We've a family plot in the town I was born in Norway,the present wife has a spot in the family mausoleum in Manila but I want to have a big party and then tossed overboard 4 miles off the north coast of Trinidad where I spent some of the best days of my life diving and fishing...I figure it's time the sharks have their way with me after I all the times I had my way with them.
 
Me, I want to be cremated and have my ashes spread far out at sea, preferably off of the deck of a Coast Guard cutter during nautical twilight by whichever poor SLJO (s***** little jobs officer) is unfortunate enough to draw the short straw for the burial at sea. I want an entry made in the ship's log of the lat/long of the final resting place of a once-upon-a-time Coastie, and beyond that, I just hope the burial detail has sense enough to stay upwind when they open up the cardboard box with my ashes in the little plastic bag inside.

As for the festivities beforehand on shore -- let's call them a "funeral" for the lack of a better term -- I want to have written it myself, chosen my own hymns and Bible passages, and maybe have mixed in a little pre-recorded multi-media presentation that will make those in attendance smile. I really don't mind if anyone wants to make a fuss over me, and if anyone wants to come and say their final goodbyes, or tell a questionable joke in my honor, or see what the wife intends to do with my S&W pistols I've collected by then, well, have at it.

If I can't have any of that stuff, just ship me off to N'awlins so I can have one of those jazzy little parades with at least one round of "When the Saints Go Marching In.":D I'll be gone to glory, and waitin' for y'all to join me!

Life -- and funerals -- are for the living.:)
 
The funeral, wake, service burial, stone monument, flowers and all the doo dads and gadgets of dying aren't for the dead guy, they are for those left behind. I just attended one, my uncle 94 veteran of the British Army Royal Engineers, WWII. He wanted a closed casket so nobody would be looking at him saying all the "he looks this way or that". Well, my cousins kept it closed for a while but at the second visitation they had it opened. So there you go, the guy in the box had no further say in the matter but the family was glad to see him one last time.
 
If i should die before my parents there having me cremated and my urn will be placed in my Grandma's grave. If i go after my parents i plan being buried 6 feet under the cold Illinois ground.
 
vigil617 said:
Me, I want to be cremated and have my ashes spread far out at sea, preferably off of the deck of a Coast Guard cutter during nautical twilight by whichever poor SLJO (s***** little jobs officer) is unfortunate enough to draw the short straw for the burial at sea. I want an entry made in the ship's log of the lat/long of the final resting place of a once-upon-a-time Coastie, and beyond that, I just hope the burial detail has sense enough to stay upwind when they open up the cardboard box with my ashes in the little plastic bag inside.

As for the festivities beforehand on shore -- let's call them a "funeral" for the lack of a better term -- I want to have written it myself, chosen my own hymns and Bible passages, and maybe have mixed in a little pre-recorded multi-media presentation that will make those in attendance smile. I really don't mind if anyone wants to make a fuss over me, and if anyone wants to come and say their final goodbyes, or tell a questionable joke in my honor, or see what the wife intends to do with my S&W pistols I've collected by then, well, have at it.

If I can't have any of that stuff, just ship me off to N'awlins so I can have one of those jazzy little parades with at least one round of "When the Saints Go Marching In.":D I'll be gone to glory, and waitin' for y'all to join me!

Life -- and funerals -- are for the living.:)
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Can we assume this will be part of those...um..."festivities"?:D;)

Holy Grail - Killer Bunny - YouTube
 
Same as my wife and I agreed on when she knew she was dying of a rare leukemia. Immediate cremation--no embalming, viewing, etc. A very simple memorial service in the church where we were married. A reception/party to follow the service, where people can laugh about the good, silly times. My ashes to be scattered where I scattered hers: on the Kentucky River below the Shaker Village at Pleasant Hill, a favorite place we always went to at least once a year.

It's less expensive, cleaner, and doesn't take up grave or mausoleum space for families who want it.

My parents are buried across a cemetery road from a section of Civil War graves. The cemetery is thick with Canada geese. Grave markers are not treated with respect by the birds, to put it as delicately as possible.

I've signed my driver's license to be an organ donor, but I doubt much of my elderly, broken-down carcass will be of use.
 
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The most serious death conversation I've had was with my fellow gun-nut son. I made him pledge to put my old SAKO .222 in the casket with me. He swore that he would. He followed with the remark that he would take it out before he buried me. Actually, he knew that I plan to be cremated. I could not allow the SAKO to be burned with me.
 
Donated my body to a medical school, they pay for the embalming, use my body for training doctors and cremate the remains and return to my family.
I like to think that for the many times other doctors have saved my life in the last 12 years, some new doctors can learn something from me.
I want no funeral, no marker, nothing to show I was ever here. I've told all my brothers and my son and daughter of my wishes (by certified mail no less) and my wife has a file folder with the instructions on who to call.
olcop
 
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