Today's surreal, amusing, but respectful moment:
Using a white plastic long handled Chinese kitchen spoon to ladle a portion of Dad's ashes into an old old old copper inlaid jar that belonged to my Grandmother Kesler.
I now have Dad carefully packed away in my suitcase. I know it seems risky to pack Dad in my suitcase instead of my carry-on luggage. But I wasn't sure I could get Dad through security - I can just imagine the scene:
What's in the container?
My Dad's ashes.
Open up the container so we can see.
Oops - Dad spills out all over airport security....
8:00:34 PM 
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