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My dad died two years ago. He & I used to go duck hunting on Lake Huron, at the same place he used to hunt with his dad. When he died & was cremated, we took some of the ashes & spread them at our duck hunting spot & in the lake. I usually head out once every few weeks when the weather is good (the place is down about five miles of two-track, when it snows it's impossible to get to), grab a coffee & watch the sunrise out there before work. It's great to have a place like that instead of a cemetery, way more peaceful, and no one else is there (except the ducks, eagles, & deer), and a Lake Huron sunrise is pretty spectacular.
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