On Thu, 18 Jan 2018 18:08:39 -0500, John H
wrote:
On Thu, 18 Jan 2018 15:59:29 -0500, wrote:
I always thought the whole concept was pretty morbid. When the doctor
told my mom was dead, I believed him. I didn't need to see for myself.
When the funeral home tried to sell me a casket for my mother, I asked, "Why, she's going to be
cremated. Why buy a casket that will be burnt?
The VA conveyed my dad's remains in a cardboard box along with a flag.
It actually worked out fine. It was the same with my mom, sans flag.
We chartered a 6 pack and buried my dad in the gulf with his flag
flying from the tuna tower. My mom went off the dock behind her home.
My sister was sort of amazed that I had her ashes in some antique
cookie jar when she got down here. Evidently I was supposed to know it
was some kind of special family heirloom. I told her, what is more
special than mom?
I planned on burying the whole thing but she took the cookie jar home.
I think the whole secret about the jar went to the grave with my
sister because there were cookies in the jar the last time I was up
there. I just smiled.