Being of as sound a mind and body as I have ever possessed and such as they are, these are my last wishes for dealing with whatsoever I may own at the time of my death. I doubt it will be much monetarily since I rather like the balance of going out with about as much as I came in.
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I wish to be cremated. I do not want any fancy or expensive crap some undertaker tries to sell. Let us be sensible in the end. Borrow a box, give it back after they remove the shell for burning. I demand a party if there’s money enough. I demand good feeling. I am gone home.
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I love you all. If I didn’t show it enough, it was because I didn’t know how. But it was always there. Pass it along.
