re: What is your opinion on funerals?

Cremate me and everyone have a good meal and drinks and crack a few jokes about me.

Move on with life.

Cremation and dump my ashes in the marsh south of Cocodrie. Would prefer whoever inherits my Bose Soundlink thing to play Highway to Hell while they’re dumping the ashes.

Also insist that whoever uses my boat to dump the ashes runs it on the hose when they get back so there’s no salt water left in the motor.

After my wife's funeral last year I came to realize the funeral is for the living. The deceased individual could care less if there was a funeral or not.

Viking funerals >>> black funerals

FIFY

I want my parents to know I will follow their wishes explicitly.

As for my own wishes: First, that my body be used in any way to possibly benefit the living. Beyond that, whatever is the least effort, expense, effort, and environmental impact. As for memorials, whatever brings comfort to the living so they can heal and move on. I would be okay with nothing.

they are boring as frick

Funerals in Mississippi ads a little different too. When the funeral procession is going on, all other cars stop. Most of the drivers get out and all police you see salute. It's different but very respectful.

I had an aunt and uncle die close to each other.(uncle died morning of his wife's funeral).
Expenses were high. They had two coffins, yet one owned crypt. So one of the two had to spend a year in a "decomposition" area so that the remains could be boxed together.

I said screw that. That fall
All the funeral money and donate a swing set or a park bench I'm my name. Go there to remember me. Not some $15,000 piece of concrete with a $5,000 box inside.

I don't get the funeral procession. Who came up with that idea? Me, for one, don't want it when I croak.

I'm dead and I'm still pissing people off? They're pulling off to the side of the road and cussing me? Ruined their day.

Just toss me in the back of my uncle's pickup, chunk me in his pond and watch his mammoth catfish heard my body from one end to the other. All my friends can drink beer and toss their cans at me.

Good times.

Any funeral that isn't mine is better than the alternative.

I ripped this off from a joke my grandfather used on me a few times:
"How does it feel to be 85 years old, Paw Paw?"
"Better than the alternative."