Our family is heading to Boston this weekend on our first leg up to the island in Maine, where we’ll celebrate my father-in-law’s life and legacy. Apropos of Peter’s sense of humor, various family members have suggested that we give Peter a Viking funeral using his 18-ft. Interlake sailboat that we capsized last year in the around-the-island boat race;
or bury his ashes with his beloved Mitsubishi convertible;
or send his ashes skyward with a hydrogen-filled balloon. This last one is a nonstarter for two reasons: hydrogen’s propensity to explode
and environmental concerns about balloon detritus.
And we really don’t want to set fire to the boat, so maybe we’ll create a boat-shaped plot.
In any event, Peter’s ashes will find their home on the island in the tiny cemetery where other island residents have been buried for many years.
We’ll spend a little over two weeks in Maine with a stop in Salem, MA, the site of the infamous witch trials
on our way back to Boston, and then head to Chicago to see a Cubs vs Giants game at Wrigley Field. The way things have been going for the Giants lately, the Cubs may actually stand a chance. Go Cubbies!
Then we’ll visit my family.
All this to say: I’ll be seeing you in September. Please do something wild and crazy while I’m gone!