When my cousin Mark was buried, they had him in a camo painted casket with a deer head with antlers sewn into the inside of the top part of the lid. He had on a camo tie, and well, a baseball bat and a foam finger with the Braves logo(his favorite team). He was big into hunting and baseball, if you couldn’t tell.
My mother in her last years spent hours a day on the telephone. When she died, my brother asked if he could put her phone in the coffin with her. The funeral director said a phone was nothing compared to the things put in coffins.
In my case, I wish to be buried not in our local cemetery in my Mexican village, but in the new cemetery over the mountain where my wife’s aunt and uncle are buried. For several years, I would get a call from a cousin asking me to drive him over there, they needed care of some sort. this at all hours of the day and night. I joked after while my car could make the trip by itself.
I also joked with the cousin that it was a case of the young driving for the old. He is 10 or 12 years younger than I am so this was a joke at his expense.
After they, aunt and uncle, died within 3 days of each other, after being together for over 70 years, I told the cousin I wanted to be buried next to them, if possible. He said he believes if they tell the president why I wanted it, he or she will approve it.
I told my family it doesn’t really matter if I am buried in Mexico or in that cemetery. What matters is I think I am going to be buried there. Once I am gone, it doesn’t matter much.
Who the heck though would want to drive an electric car for eternity? Oh yeah, I guess there are two different directions you can go so mayber electric cars are in the bad place and the rest get to listen to the pipes rumble on a 57 Ford.