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Your preferred resting place

We can split hairs as you probably know Christmas has pagan origins. Also I hear Christians referring to Resurrection Sunday as Easter a pagan fertility holiday. Please believe that I would desire all be saved so I am not trying to cause problems with fellow believers.
 
I told my wife to just kick my carcass out of a float plane while flying over Denali national park. She didn’t appreciate that very much but I was dead serious. I’d love to go back to where I came from and become part of the circle of life as well.
 
I've asked to be cremated and my ashes spread between Garden of the Gods and Pikes Peak in Colorado Springs, my two favorite places I've visited so far. A little bit of my ashes can be buried with my wife if she chooses if I go first

I'm not religious and don't have any preference as far as that goes.
 
I am also an organ donor and hope that my death gives another a chance at a longer life. Cremation to follow after that with a request to spread my ashes in a favorite hunting spot.

One problem, I’m not sure she can be trusted with the coordinates of said favorite hunting spot.

if I told her, then I’d have to kill her and that presents a challenge since she is supposed to be the ash spreader. Problematic catch 22.
 
I am also an organ donor and hope that my death gives another a chance at a longer life. Cremation to follow after that with a request to spread my ashes in a favorite hunting spot.

One problem, I’m not sure she can be trusted with the coordinates of said favorite hunting spot.

if I told her, then I’d have to kill her and that presents a challenge since she is supposed to be the ash spreader. Problematic catch 22.
Just tell your doctor. Hippa rules will keep your spot on the down low. And when he unplugs you, he already knows where to put you.
 
Ft. Snelling VA cemetery. My grandparents are there. I grew up in Minneapolis and while I've not lived there in decades, no other city feels as much like home.

Maybe one day I'll get over my heebie-jeebies with cremation but not today.
 
I'm an organ donor and the leftovers can be fed to the bears or coyotes if they think I'd be suitable for a meal. I'd rather be useful than a burden when I'm gone.
 
As @HuumanCreed stated, I definitely don't feel the need for a marker and gravesite that my family/friends should feel a need to tend to. I'll be gone and it won't matter to me. I must admit though, I do find it somewhat cool to stroll through the family cemeteries and see the plots of my parents. grandparents and great grandparents and their siblings. It provides a bit of a sense of familial continuity. That said, those cemeteries are a couple of hours south from where I currently live and I always feel guilty about not being able to give them the care/attention they deserve. I don't want my daughter to ever have to feel that guilt about not caring for something that doesn't matter to me anyway. I'd much prefer my friends and family occasionally raise a glass in my honor when they happen to think about it than to go visit a gravesite.

Personally I've told the wife I'd just as soon have my ashes spread over my favorite hunting spots (my buddies know where). It is an occasional point of contention between us because she wants the exact opposite, a grave and marker in the family plot to be with her family. She also apparently feels she'll be lonely without me there but I just don't see my post life being tied to where my body may be after I pass. I get that and in the unlikely instance she should go first I'll completely honor her wishes. If I go first she can do with me as she pleases but I really don't feel a need to have a marker commemorating my existence. Old Boyne Bowhunter will never be famous (and hopefully not infamous) so I don't really see any reason to leave a lasting remembrance to my existence here on this earth.

As far as services, I'd just as soon my friends/family throw me a good old fashioned wake and send me out the way I've lived my life . . . having a good time. I've had a good life which I've enjoyed thoroughly. No need for sorrow, raise a glass, share some stories and hopefully remember the good times we all had.
 
If I'm going to be considered pagan for being cremated, I want to take it up a notch then and have my ashes spread on one of my favorite hunting spots in the Pisgah Natonal Forest by 99 beautiful, naked blonde virgins and have them dance over me for an hour to send me off right. My boys and my friends are welcome to watch, drink to my memory, and then finally end the ceremony with a chorus of coyote howls, barred owls, and gobble calls. The single friends and ones with useless wives are highly encouraged to hook up with dancers if they can afterwards.
 
Throw me in the trash.

You guys see the news this week where the fella at the morgue took a nap, his coworker mistook him for a corpse, rolled him into the oven and cremated him? That’s a big oops.
 
The whole funeral concept is meant for the people that are left behind, its to help them heal.
1000% true. Births, weddings, and funerals are for family. You're just the victim. ;)

That said, I'm all for voluntary euthanasia as the sanest way I can imagine handling death. I suspect most people are more afraid of pain, cognitive decline, loved ones seeing them in a bad way, and the unknown than of actually being dead. And i think a lot of the survivors suffering is due to how we just dont plan for death. Words get left unsaid and we jist assume theyll be around one more day until...theyre not.

I hope by the time I'm old I can schedule it like a root canal, with a BBQ lunch with family the day before for the send off. ;)

As far as what to do with my body when "I'm" done with it and consciousness does whatever consciousness does when the brainwaves go flat, donate what will help somebody, send the rest to some smart kids who may learn something that helps somebody, and feed the rest to whatever wants it. "As you have sustained me, now I sustain you."

Matter and energy can't be created or destroyed, just changed, right? The music changes but it's only the 12 notes. And the next note can't happen unless the current one fades out. It's kinda a beautiful thing to think about really.
 
I’ve gotten blood contracts from a couple friends to put my ashes in a new camo face paint line. Even in death, I want to be able to laugh at the ridiculous crap hunters do to kill big rats.
 
My personal faith in Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior causes me to look at my body, after death, from a biblical perspective.
The same thing happens to every body, eventually...

"Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was; and the spirit shall return to God who gave it.”
Ecclesiastes 12:7

So if this body is basically trash, waiting to return to dust (which obviously happens whether the body is burnt, buried, blown apart, left to rot and be scavenged, tossed in the sea, etc.), then I see no reason to give it special treatment... Especially embalming it and placing it in an expensive box, and then vaulted in the Earth!
Probably cremation, it's cheap. Or, if I'm fortunate enough to die here in this old Kentucky home, there is an old cemetery up on the hill on our property. The most recent headstone reads died in 1905. Perhaps a pine box and a simple stone up there.

I do know this, now that I'm 46, and starting to feel all of the misuse and overuse I've done with this body, I'm very much looking forward to the one that I have coming...

"For we know that when this earthly tent we live in is taken down (that is, when we die and leave this earthly body), we will have a house in heaven, an eternal body made for us by God himself and not by human hands. We grow weary in our present bodies, and we long to put on our heavenly bodies like new clothing. For we will put on heavenly bodies; we will not be spirits without bodies. While we live in these earthly bodies, we groan and sigh, but it’s not that we want to die and get rid of these bodies that clothe us. Rather, we want to put on our new bodies so that these dying bodies will be swallowed up by life. God himself has prepared us for this, and as a guarantee he has given us his Holy Spirit. So we are always confident, even though we know that as long as we live in these bodies we are not at home with the Lord."
2 Cor 5:1-6
 
Ashes in a bag then I will be fired out of an AC-130 gunship as they play War Pigs by Ozzy. Fairly standard way to go.
For real, a friend of my dad's had his ashes shot out of a cannon into the Mobile Bay by his Civil War reenactment buddies as the sun went down. They were all drunk as skunks, as was his wife and 2 adult kids.
 
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