Saturday December 5, 2009 my brother died. I was prepared to go to his funeral and put up with his wife. To put up with all the craziness she can cause. But, there is always a but, she has decided to have him cremated and maybe a memorial service later on. Then later on spread his ashes over some fish spot he went fishing at all the time. How groce, remind me to ask where it is so I will never go there. Who wants to go to a place where human ashes are spread around. As far as a memorial service my brother was not a kind person and treated me like dirt. Don't think I could sit and hear how good a person he was when he was not. As far as loving him I did, I just didn't like him went he was mean. He always treated women as second class people. So there I said my peace.