I used to allow an elderly automobile mechanic I was friends with to fish a small natural lake I have just across the Florida state line. He was a good fisherman and once guided for trophy bass on Lake Jackson when it was in its prime. I still have a picture of him with a 14lb largemouth he caught and released in my pond.
When he died his family asked if it be permissable for them to scatter his ashes in the lake. I agreed of course. I happened to visit the place just after the family had had their ceremony; the roses they had scattered off the dock with the ashes were still floating just off the end. He loved that little lake even better than I do and it touched me deeply to realize he would always be a part of it...I thought of the old poem "Thanotopsis"(spelling?) we all had to learn in high school.
Being loaded in shotgun shells at $1,200 a flat seems a little too commercial to me though. JMHO...Geo
