Wife’s father asked that his ashes be sprinkled into the Lake of the Ozarks.
My people have instructions to dump what’s left of me into the Missouri River at Ploughboy Bend.
I’ve been in attendance at numerous scattering of seaman’s ashes at sea ceremonies. The ceremonies took place on the fantail.
One stood out as a memory. We had a following sea and when the ashes were being poured out they didn’t go down but drifted up and scattered on everybody standing there. The skipper quickly dropped the box and there was a loud thud when it hit the ocean.