When I die

When I die, I want everyone to throw a big party.  There will be lot's of BBQ, chips, salsa, and definitely ribs.  I want everyone to tell funny stories about me; like body boarding down the dunes in the middle of night, cruising in my old '76 Toyota Celica with the subwoofers thumping, or my obsession with tools.

I guess the party should be thrown a few months after I die.  It would be hard to have lots of fun right after a funeral.  And speaking of funerals, I want to be buried in a balsa wood casket.  I want to know that when I am buried I will be worm food in 3 months.  I do not need one of those stainless steel, vacuum sealed, industrial strength caskets.  And bury me in jeans and a my farfromhandy T-shirt.  That is me, the only times I ever wore a tux was at weddings (including my own) and a few New Year's Parties at Madonna Inn.

When I die I want to be remembered for my hard work, eagerness to learn, and willingness to help.  I want my wife to know that I love her and always have, and I want my kids to know that they will be taken care of and be able to hear the stories mentioned about me.  When I die I hope I touch people's lives in a special way and that my walk with Christ was never questioned.

When I die, I want to be remembered by my sense of humor and my integrity.

If I could say just one piece of advice to everyone after I die it would be, "I have lived and worked doing nothing half-ass and have enjoyed its benefit; it pays to invest and do things the right way. And always keep an eternal perspective."

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