I’ll look for it. My grandfather’s side are Scottish and my grandmother’s side are Irish. Funerals in my family aren’t wakes but they aren’t sad, crying, wailing theatrics either. They are more like a family reunion where people tell funny stories and tales about the deceased with a lot of good food. I guess they call it a “celebration of life” now.
I like this method better.
I've told my kids that "when I die, throw a party for me."
I also told them to bury me in my "Bettlejuice costume" which I made myself. :)

The joke is for the people who might dig me up one day. :)