In a message dated 10/12/2000 9:00:20 PM Eastern Daylight Time,
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<< unless they recovered my body, in which case, I told you
 my ashes will be interred in a rubbermaid kitchen keeper somewhere  ;)
 probably up on a shelf in my kid's garage with all the other stuff she forgot
 she had   ;) >>

Having done the Fred Toss with my friend the carpenter's cremains in
February,  I should recommend you consider a more permanent alternative to
winding up in your grandchild's garage sale as "that grey crumbly stuff in
the half-gallon size Tupperware."

Ralph (That was not a drill)