Collect my ashes when I die, don’t worry with the urn

We’re going to some of my favorite places that have made me smile over the years

The places that built me, shaped me and healed me

First let’s take that vessel of ashes to that old street in Belle Mead. Where I remember my parents happy and together and all my siblings gathered around the holiday tree.

Leave a part of me in that yard where I played with my old dog, the mighty Sebastian, the yard that hosts the only pic of me and parents together.

Throw some of my ashes out of the window of an old pickup truck, cruising down 86 where my mom and I used to walk to gas station to drink a Pepsi and share candy on the way back.

Put some ashes of my soul around Lily Lake in Colorado. The lake that introduced me to the Rockies, the one I visit every each time I’m up in the clouds. The lake that shares my beautiful daughter’s name

Dip a bike tire in that port in Oregon while my ashes lap into the pacific. Talk about the cross country trip with one of my best friends that brought me there

Season the gulf shore sands with my dust, right where the waters run up to that house where my wife and I exchanged vows. Be sure to leave a dash near the halfway point on the way. She’ll know why

Scatter some in that half acre yard of our old house in San Souci, where I sat in my yard while watching my daughter dance over a sprinkler and knew my days of owning restaurants where coming to an end

Dust some rocks in Bar Harbor, Maine where I had my first lobster roll but save a little for that Cadillac mtn sunrise.

Go back to Colorado, strew ashes from the top of Mt Amimas in Durango where I took my whole family to hike up that mountain one at a time

Sprinkle me on that million dollar highway, take a left to Utah/Arizona and put a dash in Lake Powell, where I shared some laughs with my friend and found the universe during a full moon

Scatter me on the Sedona trails where I made up my mind to stop forever this time.

Have my daughter sprinkle some in that little roadside sculpture attraction in SD on our first road trip. I smile each time I think about that day

All my favorite peaks that became a part of me while I found myself. The Ebert, Lafayette, Longs, Table, Pinnacle, Jones, Caesar’s, Roan, Manitou and Causeway just to name few.

Go watch a sunrise over my favorite gorge, watch the sun as it rises over shortoff and cast the rest of my ashes there.

Don’t leave me on a shelf or on your mantle. I was never meant to rest

Live through my eyes one last time. Allow my ashes to lie around what created my soul.