There might be some things that will be dated in the future, but it's still pretty much an accurate description of my wishes should I become ill, get involved in an accident, or simply end up passing on.
Anyway, I told Larry sometime back that one of the places I'd like part of my ashes to go was in the soil over his grave.
He seemed pretty okay with that at the time -- or so I thought.
But he probably thought I was kidding around at the time and he kidded me back.
Anyway, I'm not sure if he even remembers the original conversation, and he definitely doesn't think that this would be a good set-up.
Therefore, when you read that part, just scratch it for now unless otherwise told differently.
But this is still pretty accurate -- at least, the important parts of it.
I wrote this in response to where, on at least a couple of occasions, people in my apartment building ended up passing away without making their wishes known without giving some idea of how to dispose of their belongings in order to ready their apartments for future tenants.
Also, I wrote this in response to making sure that people knew that I was a donor right down to even donating my face -- which, believe it or not, would be welcomed by somebody whose own face was accidentally or intentionally disfigured.
I put down some basic instructions for a graveside service for both my mom and me, if I passed on before getting the chance to lay her to rest myself.
And, of course, the disposal of my ashes. If there were enough left after donating with at least an equal amount being laid to rest in Cunot Cemetery, I had other places I wanted some to be placed. When you read this, you'll know where.
Also, it will become plain to you that I DEFINITELY don't want to be out-and-out euthanized (Don't even get me started on THAT one!!!), and I also want to have Full Code and none of that DNR stuff!!!
Anyway, more on that another time. I'm now going to share what I wrote a year ago and what I recently said about what I wrote back then...
First, the recent response:
Next, the original post:
Next, a link to the original write-up that -- along with my observations after my neighbors passed -- led me to write this:
The Lonely Death of George Bell
Finally, a few more closing shares and thoughts:
Here's a longer account of Mammoth Cave I wrote that includes the miracle of seeing the face of Jesus at an area referred to as The Methodist Church.
This will tell you more about the part of Indiana Dunes National Lakeshore known as Kemil Beach.
This shows the part of cemetery where my dad has already been laid to rest and, in the future, where my mom's ashes along with my own will also be laid to rest.
The picture of my folks together was taken in my kitchen when I was living in the converted barn on our farm just south of Anderson.
My folks were married on February 8, 1947 after a courtship that began with their first date on May 9, 1946 and a proposal that was given during an IU Homecoming Game later that year.
They were still more and more in love at the time when my dad passed (February 2, 2004, just six days before their 57th wedding anniversary). My mom buried him with the anniversary card she was going to give to him.
Due to the weather, visitation wasn't until February 6 and his Celebration Of Life service the next day. The ground was frozen hard, so he couldn't be laid to rest until Friday the 13th.
I'll share more of their love story one of these days (actually, I already have in the past, but it's always something beautiful to share).
Lillian Ainsley (nee: Jobe) & Raymond Woodford Phillips lived one of the most beautiful love stories I've known, and I've been so blessed to be their daughter!!!
Together and apart, we'll always be The Phillips (3)/The Three Bears!!!
This is a page showing wider views of Cunot Cemetery.
(to be continued...time and time again)...