Well, crew, I've been enjoying Naxos, if not as fully as would have been. There are now ashes in each of the four beach areas where we swam together "as nature intended" each time we were here. (I haven't explained that part of the significance to everyone.) There always happened to be a be a few too many folk around for me to walk along scattering, so I would sit and scoop down in the sand beside me and cover a portion of ash. That leaves just a handful or so at home that wouldn't quite fit in the little travel urn; I have to decide where those go. Some like to keep at least a portion, but for myself that feels a bit like keeping a finger as a holy relic. As Ranger1 noted, I too am finding a certain comfort in knowing these remains will be in places meaningful to Judy.
                            Dean