My dad didn't want a funeral. He didn't want anything actually. He said if no one could visit him while he was alive why would he want them there when he was gone. Loved his logic :)
But my sister said she wanted something. So I suggested we all go out to dinner. But she wanted something more than that. So I suggested that we have a small gathering at my house for a little tribute to dad.
The grand kids put a memory board together.
I ran out and ordered a meat tray and some dainties.
It was nice, I am sure he wouldn't have objected to it.