All the wood urns come with one and a few of the hard cardboard ones.Urns require maintenance? The things I learn here . . .
Bad idea. Nobody wants to buy a property that has graves. Last year, some acreage came up for sale adjacent to ours up in Blue Ridge Mountains of SW VA. It had a small family cemetery on it; maybe a dozen graves. We bought most of the land, but made them split off the cemetery first.BTW I don't think that's at ALL fair. I want to be buried in my backyard with no fanfare, and I hear that is completely illegal. But, you burn me up, and anyone can feel free to scatter me anywhere?
Bad idea. Nobody wants to buy a property that has graves. Last year, some acreage came up for sale adjacent to ours up in Blue Ridge Mountains of SW VA. It had a small family cemetery on it; maybe a dozen graves. We bought most of the land, but made them split off the cemetery first.![]()
You really should.Too long of a story, but we've got an extra foot stone for my father. I told my brother (only half-kidding too) that I was going to plant it way in the back of our yard, next to a shed my dad built back in the 80's. I figured that I went, whoever bought the house would freak theout when they found it.
I didn't do it.
I swear.
Yet.![]()
Me too. But here, too, is illegal to be buried in the backyard. So, burn me and leave in wherever people want, I won't be here, at end...They make urns out of CARDBOARD? I guess it's for those who want to scatter the ashes?
BTW I don't think that's at ALL fair. I want to be buried in my backyard with no fanfare, and I hear that is completely illegal. But, you burn me up, and anyone can feel free to scatter me anywhere?
Anna
I won't be here to sell the property I would be buried in, so... Not my problem at all. [emoji23][emoji23]Bad idea. Nobody wants to buy a property that has graves. Last year, some acreage came up for sale adjacent to ours up in Blue Ridge Mountains of SW VA. It had a small family cemetery on it; maybe a dozen graves. We bought most of the land, but made them split off the cemetery first.![]()
Oh, my wife is under strict orders to put my stainless steel CeeCee and at least one bottle of nic base in my casket with me.Actually I think I'd add that to the requirement to be an Advanced Vaper - wants to be buried with his/her favourite device!
All the wood urns come with one and a few of the hard cardboard ones.
Has anyone ever told you two that you're, uhm, eccentric?Old abandoned graveyards are pretty sweet. My husband took me to a bunch all over PA that are just completely abandoned.
Biodegradable is a thing.So, ah, if the family went cardboard, do you at least give them a free umbrella to make it home if it's bad weather? Seems more useful than a screwdriver.
I'd hate to be turned from ash into mud all on the same day. But that's just me.
The father of a fellow I know ran the local funeral home (why "home," one wonders) for many years. My dead sister lived with him in the building that housed the facilities. In the embalming room, there's a metal cupboard packed with boxes of cremains that no one claimed.
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Biodegradable is a thing.
We have one FH that has 3 walkin closets full of cremains temp boxes. FD is allowed to dispose of them but just doesn’t. Many FH have basements lined with unclaimed cremains.The father of a fellow I know ran the local funeral home (why "home," one wonders) for many years. My dead sister lived with him in the building that housed the facilities. In the embalming room, there's a metal cupboard packed with boxes of cremains that no one claimed.
I have a few of the folding chairs that were used in the viewing room, and my surviving sister uses one of the headrests employed during embalming as a doorstop. I also have a box of sympathy cards that I send to people when I'm feeling devilish. Be warned: when I start PIF'ing etc., one of you may be getting one.
I love old graveyards. My family lived across the street from a Norman church the year we spent in England, and I used to hang out in the cemetery quite often. Got yelled at by a sexton one afternoon because I was putting flowers on the graves. He called my bouquets of mock orange litter. Philistine.