Bar-B-Que closed?

[JEK]

Bev,

I too enjoyed the BarBQue on numerous occasions.

TLM,

Speaking of barbecue, MikeR's gotten me thinking. I think I want my ashes released at the peak of Grand Fond if the wind's blowing. That's the first hill I struggled up on an old bike, and I continue to do it almost daily when in St. B. If the wind's not blowing, I'm not sure where I want to go, but I'll think about it. I don't want to end up as a heap on the side of the road like a pile of goat droppings. Hopefully it's not a decision that's imminent.

I know just the spot. Let me know when you need my help.

 

[KevinS]

that every two or three years that particuliar place changes and that it was happening soon

There's something nagging me about French law, a business, and three years. Ring any bells with anyone?

I think I want my ashes released at the peak of Grand Fond if the wind's blowing. That's the first hill I struggled up on an old bike, and I continue to do it almost daily when in St. B. If the wind's not blowing, I'm not sure where I want to go, but I'll think about it. I don't want to end up as a heap on the side of the road like a pile of goat droppings. Hopefully it's not a decision that's imminent.

I have the most consecutive years with the waters of St Barts ( 26 ) and the waters around P Town (21 )..one for pleasure...and one for work... and I love them both dearly and equally........maybe I'll make everyone crazy and make them go half and half....

My general discussions have always revolved around the beach in Marigot, but with the acknowledgment that chucking the 'cremains' in the trash bin at Le Select and just getting down to business at the bar is an acceptable alternative.

 

[elsie]

Bar-B-Q: Ashes in the furnace, dust on the rise

by the time that happens my ashes will be somewhere beneath Saline and I wont care

Does that mean Martin, Tim, and I need to bring matches and shovels in June?

Im not ready eddie...I got a whole lot of fight left in me yet... I'll let you guys know...LOL

With all this morbity, the following on reincarnation may be uplifting:

Reincarnation
By Wallace McCrae

What is reincarnation, a cowboy asked his friend.
Why its something that happens when your life has reached its end.
They comb your hair and wash your neck and clean your fingernails,
And lay you in a padded box away from life's travails.

Now this box and you goes in a hole that's been dug into the ground.
And this here reincarnation starts once your planted 'neath the mound.'
Now pretty soon the clods melt down along with the box and you who are inside,
and then you're just beginning on your transformation ride.

And then one day some grass will grow upon rendered mound.
Until one day, on your moldered grave a little flower is found.
Then say by chance a horse should wander by and graze upon that flower,
That once was you and now has become your vegetative bower.
Now the posy that that horse done ate along with all the rest of his feed,
becomes fat and bone and muscle, essential to the steed.
But some is consumed that he can't use
and so it finally passes on through,
And just lays there on the ground.

This thing that once was you.
And then I see's this on the ground,
and I wonder and I ponder at this object that I found.
And I begin to think about reincarnation and life and death and such.
And I come away concluding old pal, You ain't changed that much!


PS available (by Glenn Ohrlin) from itunes

 

[Dennis]

Re: Bar-B-Q: Ashes in the furnace, dust on the rise

That's one more reason I want to be cremated...