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http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f1...g/funeral1.jpg

Supposedly, a funeral home in Alabama!

Remote control is in his hands - football game on the TV.

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:jaw

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This is a typical half time. When there is a TD, there will be shouting and dancing.

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Too funny!!!

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If that's the way he went out... or the way the family most remembers him, it probably makes sense.

Just put me in the ground. No embalming, no big deal; just slide me among the roots of some big ol' tree and won't come back to haunt anybody.

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GOOD LORD!!!! I didn't even notice him in the recliner at first!!!!!

:ursofunny :ursofunny :ursofunny :ursofunny

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:toofunny :toofunny

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Except the person who happens to be walking through the woods and discovers you there!!!! :jaw

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Dan?

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My Dad was a WW2 vet. He died at 85 after a lengthy battle with cancer. He received hospice care at home.

There was an American flag in his casket which went to his wife afterward.
There were a couple fishing lures snagged in the casket lining because he liked to fish. He had a perfect pinochle hand in his hands because he enjoyed that game. My wife was horrified to see playing cards in his hands at a funeral but that was something he used to like to do.

At the funeral of the father of an ex-son-in-law of mine, friends threw cigarettes into the casket for his journey to heaven. This was in Ireland. I think he worked for a trucking company and they had several company trucks in his procession.

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I've seen this posted here or on some other forum.
I don't know if it is a true story or not but it goes along with the subject:

As a young minister, I was asked by a funeral director to hold a grave-side service for a homeless man, with no family or friends, who had died while traveling through the area. The funeral was to be held at a cemetery way back in the country, and this man would be the first to be laid to rest there.

As I was not familiar with the backwoods area, I became lost; and being a typical man did not stop for directions. I finally arrived an hour late. saw the backhoe and the crew, who was eating lunch, but the hearse was nowhere in sight I apologized to the workers for my tardiness, and stepped to the side of the open grave, where I saw the vault lid already in place.

I assured the workers I would not hold them long, but this was the proper thing to do. The workers gathered around, still eating their lunch! I poured out my heart and soul.

As I preached the workers began to say "Amen," "Praise the Lord," and "Glory." I preached, and I preached, like I'd never preached before: from Genesis all the way to Revelation.

I closed the lengthy service with a prayer and walked to my car. I felt I had done my duty for the homeless man and that the crew would leave with a renewed sense of purpose and dedication, in spite of my tardiness.

As I was opening the door and taking off my coat, I overheard one of the workers saying to another,
"I ain't never seen anything like this before, and I've been putting in septic tanks for over twenty years."