Dying

I have recently thought a lot about dying. Ever since I saw the article in the paper that the military cut off a limb of a soldier in Dover and some of the ashes of body parts ended up in landfills. Then there is Arlington, were your urn might end up in loose dirt where loose dirt usually ends up. So here are my instructions for myself to make things easy for everyone. As for my mind, separate it from my body and it will fit in a small envelope and mail it to the cemetery, c/o our local post office. Please put enough postage on the envelope because our mail madam behind the counter at the post office freaks about about the least little thing not properly done. The body can be separated in pieces and placed in a square priority mail carton and dispatched the same way. The mail madam will ask you if you want the parcel insured and if there is anything breakable inside and if you want a delivery receipt. You can assure her that what is inside is already broken, does not need to be insured and the delivery receipt will come from a higher power.