When my father in law died he left instructions to be cremated, then remains separated into three different urns. One was to be taken to a monument in North Dakota that he had purchased, one to Kansas in a memorial garden where he owned a plot and one to a cemetery in Virginia. You can imagine what kind of a scramble this was for the children, but they finally decided to divide and conquer. We all went to the service in Virginia, one sister took a road trip to North Dakota and my husband and I took the trip to Kansas. You’ve got to say this for the plan; it takes your mind off your grief.

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