Sitting outside the post office in Herbster, WI waiting to meet a guy I’ve never met who has my dad’s ashes for me. Hope he shows. Kinda how it works up here.
guy in a suit driving a minivan. He could be some rando who gave me a shoebox of campfire ashes for all I know
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Also when we picked my grandpa up I held his ashes on my lap in the passenger seat till we got to my Grandmas. Fun fact: Grandmas don’t appreciate “First time I got to hold Grandpa in my lap in the car!” jokes.
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We took my dads cleaning lady out to dinner and I told her hop in dads already in the backseat. She didn’t even react
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You didn’t get a certificate with it? We got a certificate when we picked up my grandpa. From the funeral home that cremated him. In Gwinn.
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They’re like we normally don’t just hand these out in the street and normally there’s a form so on a blank piece of paper I wrote “I’m taking my dads ashes - Caleb York. And he gave me a black shoebox
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