Crooks Everywhere!

Packerjohn

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Now, it's crooked funeral home directors and yes, they are in the USA. First there is a story about an ex-funeral director from the State of Colorado being jailed for selling body parts. Don't believe, eh? Read the following:

https://www.bbc.com/news/world-us-canada-64159612

Then there is a rather "heart-warming" (just kidding) story about a funeral director from Indiana smelling up the place by keeping rotting bodies around. Again, if you thinking, I'm kidding, please read the following:

https://www.bbc.com/news/world-us-canada-65732861

With these stories, if I lived in Colorado or Indiana, I sure would do my research before paying those crazy prices that greedy funeral homes are ripping off the public these days.
 

There are two usual scams. One is that, by law, all bodies have to be embalmed. Nope, not true, but health laws do apply. The other is that for cremation a casket is needed. Again nope. And, let's face it, whatever they do will go in the ground for at least centuries.
 
There were some people in Phoenix about 9 years ago that were taking "donated" bodies and selling the parts. We moved back east, so I don't know how it ended. It was in the hands of the District Attorney's office.
 

I remember reading about a mortuary here in the U.S. years ago that did organ harvesting and selling shortly them after death. I can’t remember all the details because the show really didn’t interest me.
 
There are two usual scams. One is that, by law, all bodies have to be embalmed. Nope, not true, but health laws do apply. The other is that for cremation a casket is needed. Again nope. And, let's face it, whatever they do will go in the ground for at least centuries.
Yep. When my wife passed in 2009, her remains were cremated. The ashes were boxed and shipped to the funeral home in Nebraska. Driving from Houston to Omaha, recovered the cremated remains - there prepared in an urn - and transported them to the burial site.

Same will happen with me. Only don't know who or how my remains will be interred. Important thing is my remains eventually end up in the same plot as my wife's. Instructions are in my will. Hopefully someone will give a rip. Guess that's the way it is with the last man standing.
 
My dad was a Lt Colonel in the Air Force Reserve. When he died and was cremated my step mother, a retired Navy nurse, arranged for the Coast Guard to take me and his ashes out on Monterey Bay where I scattered them. The Coast Guard gave me a traditional coffin flag which I put on display every Memorial Day, and as I write is on display in his memory.
 
I want to be cremated and my ashes dumped down my toilet. Come on, they are ashes- just pieces of carbon. If you knew the grief I got about my septic system after I bought my lot. The septic permit had expired, and everything had to be retested. and re-examined, then retested and re-examined. During that time, the septic regulations changed, it might now cost $20,000 extra for a septic system with pumps, etc. , or I might not even get a permit. AAAAAGHHHH!
 
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I poured my father's ashes in his favorite river in Montana on the west side of the continental divide as per his request. Well, I guess they were his ashes, but who knows for sure? They began a slow journey to eventually make their way to confluence of the Columbia River and on their way to the Pacific Ocean. That was 25 years ago, and I'm doubtful that all of the ashes have made the whole trip. Human ash is heavy, and most of them went <kerplunk> right down to the rocky bottom of the river. I was expecting them to begin a slow visible drift to be quickly on their way, but it's OK if part him remains in his favorite place for awhile. No need to be in a rush. He's going to be dead for a very long time.
 
Have you seen those people who pretend to play instruments in parking lots, looking for tips to feed their families. When u call them out on it, they unplug their iphones, pick up their speakers and scurry away into their BMW's. It's a big thing here in the Boston area. When I see people dropping money, I roll my eyes and murmur "sucker".
 

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