Nov 19, 2023
Farewell, Brother
Mark's final request - that's him in the Barbie-pink bag - was that half his ashes go in his favorite fishing hole (the Detroit River) and that the other half get deposited near his original hunting blind on the 80 acres in northern Michigan we've hunted since 1968.
His kids took care of the river. His daugher assigned the second part to my two surving brothers and me. We did it Thursday, during deer camp, which seemed especially appropriate.
Obviously the ashes-spreading ritual benefits the living, not the dead. Fulfilling a loved one's fnal request is a sacred duty and it feels that way.
As for the bag ... Sorry, Mark, I didn't choose it.