June 25, 2009

  • So, guys, remember my mom?

    You know, the one who died six years ago? Well, today, in the mail, she received an offer for a free prearranged cremation from the Neptune Society. When I get sales calls for her, I have no compunctions about straight up saying, "She died, six years ago."

    But, I have to admit, the free cremation struck me as kind of ironically funny. If it had happened even just two years ago, I probably would have not thought it so funny, but a free prearranged cremation, only six years too late? It's like something Kevin Smith would write into a screenplay.

    And, on a more serious note, when I go, put me down for cremation, burial is just too creepy.

Comments (5)

  • Strange.  Makes you wonder where they get their mailing lists. 

  • I agree. No burial for me either.

    I'm glad you found the humor/irony in the situation, I would have too. (Still, it's so rude of them to not better investigate whom they are marketing to!)

  • I don't blame you not wanting to be buried in the ground. Pretty gruesome.  I will be buried at sea because its the way non-religious whites do things on the island I live on.  You get sewn into an old sail, then one of the three-master old schooners in chartered and one mile outside the island's marien limits, off you go to feed the fishes.  Suits me.

    My brother went down to Wales yesterday and went to the cemetery where my father is buried (I've never been back) and where my mother when she dies, shortly, hopefully, will be the last person buried in as its full.

    My mother has terminal lung cancer, and its in her bones and probably her brain.  She also, understandably has terrible depression and anger. She's not one of those people who became saintly and decided to go on 'one last cruise' on learning their fate. Actually I should say she wasn't one of those people as she's past that now, but not in a particularly good way.

    You know what I'm going through. Its an annus horribilus for her, and for me.

  • Yeah, I got one of those for my mom a couple of months back. Wonder where they get their marketing list from - old obituaries? 

  • My Dad died 15 years ago we still get mail for him.
    A worse story however was shared by my grandmother.
    A women in her town claimed she had spoken to my grandfather at a church picnic a few years after he was dead!

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