Dear
George,
At
first I titled this “death wishes”, but that’s so morbid and I didn’t want to
drive the readers away. However,
one has to deal with the matter from time to time. It’s on my mind because I heard Katja talking long distance
to our son J the night before her knee surgery, and she was giving him
instructions on how to dispose of her earthly remains. She no longer discusses it with me
because she doesn’t trust me to carry out her wishes. It turns out we have completely different ideas about
post-life arrangements. We discovered this when J turned two. Conscious of our new parental
responsibilities, we decided that we’d better have a will in case we perished
together in a plane crash. The
lawyer was very thorough and asked us many questions, including one about organ
donation. Katja wanted to donate
all of her bodily organs, and she instructed the lawyer to write this into our
will. I said that would be o.k. for
me too. Then the lawyer said that,
because we were organ donors, we would of course want our bodies to be
cremated. Katja completely balked
at this idea, apparently because cremation is forbidden in traditional Jewish
beliefs. The lawyer explained that
cremation was normally done because organ donation involves cutting large holes
in one’s body. Katja said that
didn’t matter to her, that she planned to be buried in a casket whatever her
physical condition. Then the
lawyer explained that they would gouge out her eyes, leaving unattractive
cavities in the center of her face.
Katja said she didn’t care, she wanted what she wanted. The lawyer wound up incorporating both
organ donation and full-body caskets into our will, though he frowned and shook
his head as he wrote it down.
The
cremation option has cropped up every now and then during the forty years
since. During this time everybody
in Katja’s family line has had an open casket funeral, followed by interment of
their corpses in a cemetery plot. In my family everybody who has passed away
has been cremated, with their ashes and bone fragments scattered in special
places. My family’s commitment to cremation is mostly due to my father who
resented the idea of giving lots of money to the funeral industry and who had a
pragmatic, even nihilistic attitude toward death. Something like, when you stop breathing, that’s it, and you
might as well get rid of the leftover stuff as quickly as possible. All of his children adopted his mindset
and preferences. Because Katja and
I misplaced our original will from 1971 some time ago, our body disposal
choices are no longer set in stone. Since she’s made most of the major
decisions in our lives, the best bet is that she’ll be the primary
decision-maker about deathly matters as well. Corpses, of course, no longer know what’s going on, so maybe
it doesn’t matter.
Lately
we’ve moved beyond the cremation issue and started quibbling about burial
plans. Several times Katja has
expressed her desire that we be buried in the old Jewish Cemetery up the street
from our house. Maybe there’s a
Jewish law that says that couples should be buried in the cemetery of the
wife’s religion, though I’ve never heard of this. I think it probably goes deeper than that. We haven’t practiced any sort of
religion since we got married. It
could be that Katja is thinking that, since she wasn’t a devout Jew in
adulthood, her last chance is to be a devout dead person. I personally am not worried about
religion after death and would just like to have my ashes scattered along the
hiking trail in Miami Whitewater Forest.
If I did get buried in a cemetery, I think I would probably like to join
Katja’s parents at Spring Grove since it’s one of the more attractive and
ecumenical cemeteries in the Midwest. Of course, if I were to last the longest,
I could take Katja along on a hike and put her ashes to rest on the Miami
Whitewater Forest trail too. I am
not going to tell her about this possiblity in advance because it would
definitely get vetoed (and I would probably be punched out as well).
Love,
Dave
G-mail Comments
-Terry O-S (6-20): Hi David
- I'm spending most of the summer
with a friend in Ocean City, NJ where I have less than satisfactory internet
access and have not been able to stay abreast of Letters for George. I'm
home this week and have been thoroughly enjoying catching up on your
ever-delightful blog! Hope Katja's knee is now fully recovered. And - I
have requested that my ashes be spread on the Bay at Henes Park (although I'm
beginning to think that may be a burden since, sadly, my children really
have no reason to go to Menominee.) Enjoy your summer! Terry
-Mary B (6-12): Another possibility to consider -- I've
opted for a conservation burial, my body in a biodegradable shroud, with a bush
or tree planted to mark the spot. That satisfies my son, who wants a grave site
to visit, as well as my wish -- very much like your father's -- to not further
fatten the coffers of the funeral industry (and further pollute the earth with
costly and intrusive caskets).
Another possibility to consider -- I've opted for a conservation burial, my body in a biodegradable shroud, with a bush or tree planted to mark the spot. That satisfies my son, who wants a grave site to visit, as well as my wish -- very much like your father's -- to not further fatten the coffers of the funeral industry (and further pollute the earth with costly and intrusive caskets).
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