I knew a guy in the commercial real estate business in New York who was so crooked that when he died, they had to screw him into the ground!
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Actually Bob is mostly right, but there is one more step. If you want a certain step taken after your death from burial/cremation to organ donation, it behooves you to let your next of kins who might be around know your wishes. Hospitals, for example, will not usually harvest organs even if the deceased is listed as a donor, if the relatives protest.
If they protest, take theirs too.Hospitals, for example, will not usually harvest organs even if the deceased is listed as a donor, if the relatives protest.
Being launched into the Sun would kinda be a 2 for 1.Space burial.
Dark humor time:
Cremation or burial? That depends on how hard the aircraft hits, how soft the surface is, and whether or not there's a post-crash fire.
Yikes. LOL.
Care to share? Or are they private beliefs?My world view is different than others and I have beliefs that I base much of this on.
Care to share? Or are they private beliefs?
Yup...just gotta make sure ya take off with full fuel...so the fire is hot enough.Isn't cremation included in the cost of flying?
I hope so, because that's where all my money went.
Maybe the dudes from Breaking Bad could dissolve me in a barrel. Haha.
As I look at the pine tree I planted @ 6 years ago as a seedling that is now 7.5' tall, I think this is a great idea if the efficacy is proven.Cremation but I might look into this: https://www.treehugger.com/culture/egg-shaped-burial-pods-fertilize-forest.html
Or if it burns down....Bummer if your tree dies, though...
Haven't decided. I've known people who wanted cremation and ashes spread, but then changed their minds after thinking about their grandkid who wanted to be able to visit their gravesite. There's something to be said about being able to go visit "dad"/"mom"/"grandpa"/whoever.
Different things for different people.
How about just: dehydration, then "chipper shredder" in an open field?
That would explain this:How about just: dehydration, then "chipper shredder" in an open field?
Not at all, but that's how I think when I'm alive.
1.) I won't care, 'cause I'm dead.
2.) I originally thought cremation, because I believe God's green spaces should be for the living, like parks for kids to play in, not somber areas where old bones lie.
3.) But, now having a child, maybe she might want a place to come visit and reflect. I suppose I should ask her someday.
She can sent your ashes on top of the TV and talk to you everyday... Better than hanging out at a spooky graveyard.
My wife's boss found a local program where you can donate your body and the forensic students learn about how to determine things by watching you decompose.
That sounds cool but I have the thought that there will no doubt be a point where a group of NCIS wannabe students are laughing at my genitals under their breath.
About 10 yrs ago my uncle died (buffalo, ny - we left in 1961 and moved to Arizona) Jewish funeral the burial at the cemetary. Many, many attending. It was a weekly occurence that my aunt would visit the graves - parents, etc. One of the many who attended the burial was wandering around and asked where my father was buried. I replied he was buried in Teaxs with my mother and her family.....it's warmer than Buffalo.Hell no. Maybe in a Duke.
I had to look it up. Very interesting, especially the philosophical points about disposing of the body in "the most generous way possible" by providing food to scavenger or other animals.
Everyone's different, and every family is different.
My grandparents are buried next to eachother. My grandfather was buried in 1986, my grandmother in 2007. My grandmother never "visited" my grandfather until she moved into the plot next door. She didn't like seeing her name there. In fact, she was so against it that the one time my mom took me after much insisting on my part (I think I was about 10 or 12) we had to lie to my grandmother about what we were doing as we were visiting her. I was instructed not to tell my grandmother.
The next time I went was when it was my grandmother's turn.
To my knowledge, nobody else has shown up before or since. Maybe my cousin who lives in Richmond has, but I doubt it. I highly doubt I will ever go again. I would have to be in Richmond with some time to kill (pun intended).
I know that some families make traditions of visiting and placing flowers at graves every so often, and for those families I get it and it makes sense. This is especially the case if you have a family that is born and dies in a town and doesn't disperse for generations. My family has not been that way for generations, and I doubt if our kids will be that way. So burn me and send my ashes out to sea.