We can join our Best Dogs Ever, our Best Cats Ever, and the Best Horse Ever, Shy-Anne.
To me, that would be a comforting thought.
MY uncle, born and raised on the old family farm wanted to be buried in an ancient cemetery on the edge of the farm.
He when he died suddenly; because the cemetery was officially closed it would require a special permit for his burial.
Sadly he is NOT buried in a spot about 200 yards out his kitchen window.
My friends and one remaining family member have orders to just dump me in a hole in the far corner of my land. And to hell with the niceties and permits.
Assuming I die inside and the coyotes and bears don’t get to me first.
No need for any official notice at all, as I’m not taking social security or any other government program; No life insurance. All the assets are liquid and accessible by each, according to how I have shared them out. The land is in a trust.
And I’m not giving any of it to the morticians.