re: Buried or cremated?

I’ve instructed my family to burn me and dump my ashes in the nearest garbage can. I won’t need them anymore.

With Video Goodness.

Just push my body out of the car door in a swamp somewhere. Don’t spend any money on it.

Where did you find these? Linky?

I've requested to be cremated and have my ashes spread on a mountain somewhere. I do not want to be put in a box and in the ground.

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Send Me to Glory in a Glad Bag
(Don and Mim Carson and Steve Mason)

People tell me that I ought to save my money
So that I could be laid away in style,
In a walnut box with all the fancy trimmin's
Vacuum sealed to keep me fresh a while.

cho. But Send me to Glory in a glad bag.
Don't waste a fancy coffin on my bones.
Just put me out on the curb next Tuesday
Let the city sanitation bear me home.

I don't need a fancy funeral
Flowers and tears and all that jive
When I'm dead that won't impress me
Just buy me a beer while I'm alive.

There's trouble at the sanitary landfill
It's filling up with permanent debris,
So make my glad bag out of corn not plastic
So it will decompose along with me.

If I should die upon the eve of Christmas
Place my glad bag by the Chistmas tree;
And when the children open all their presents,
The big surprise will be the death of me.

Sell all my worldly possessions
And buy yourself a case or two of Pabst.
Let the empties be my memorial tombstone.
Engrave them with this epitath:

If I should die upon the eve of Christmas
Place my glad bag by the Christmas tree,
And when the children open all their presents

My wife and I went out to buy some glad bags
She winked as we were driving back;
She said that paradise awaits me
As soon as she gets me in the sack.

Now it may be that I am not bound for Glory,
But to another place I would not choose;
So if it seems that I'm headed that direction,
An oven bag would be the thing to use.

Swing low, sweet sanitation vehicle
Comin' for to carry me home

I was in the cremation mode for a long time. I now realize that for the close survivors, having a gravesite to visit helps the grief process. I can see the finish line, so making all the choices in advance so the kids don’t get caught up in the emotion & a slick funeral director/ coffin salesman. I almost went to blows with the guy “guiding” me for my mother’s funeral.

At 75, I still find myself standing at my Dad’s grave on occasion.

Something different about a gravesite than an urn somewhere.

Why not spread your ashes somewhere significant for you and family...by a natural or man made landmark...

My wife and I have the tree already picked out with a family market under it (has our names on it but for reasons other than headstone)

Easy place for friends and family to drop by and sit and enjoy a beverage.