This may sound kind of morbid, but it is not ment that way....
We buried my grandmother last weekend, to make a long story short, she really didn't want anything to do with us, at least depending on what medication and how many beers she had, but she died in her house about 3 weeks ago in her kitchen, left no will and no insurance, so the last theing she talked about ( when she was talking to us) was she wanted to be buried with her mother, so since it is an old cemetary ( about turn of the century it started) no one has been buried there for about 30 years, we made her aware the she would have to be cremated. which we did, and since the cemetary caretaker is a 70 year old guy who couldn't dig a hole or get someone to do it my Uncle did it, he dug a 2x2x2 foot hole to bury the box with her ashes, we did a little thing and that was that.
But the most humerous (as well as the point of this story) thing is My uncle gets to say he dug his mother in laws grave. literally [:D]