Same here. If someone put’s a tie in me, it’ll be over my dead body. Sorry couldn’t resist.
Nope, stick a horse-chestnut in my mouth. Stick me naked in a cardboard box with a bumper sticker the say “I’d rather be canoeing” Put me under the compost heap.
Maybe for Catholics, but none of the Lutheran funerals I’ve been to have had that.
My father’s memorial service was areligious except for a recitation of the kaddish. We talked about him, read poems he liked, and provided a lot of food for everyone.
When my best friend died, many of us felt that the service was rather too religious and seemed to portray him as a little golden angel. Therefore, after the service we me for an impromptu “disservice” and drank a lot of wine while telling affectionate stories about how actually he was charming but not very nice.