This is not the happiest subject unless one believes in reincarnation or we go on to work in that roundhouse in the sky.
Starting at age 7 at my Grandmother's funeral, in the last 60 years I have probably attended way over a thousand wakes, funerals, memorial and gravesite services of friends, acquaintances and relatives and have sung at many hundreds of Catholic funerals (including my Dad's with my daughter) and I have probably have seen as many variations as anyone. When I sing (and I feel that my singing voice is not really that great) I try to feel what the family is feeling and that can be tough when you are looking them in the eyes.
I believe that the Catholic Mass along with a positive eulogy bringing out the finer points of one's life is one of the best ways we can send one off. Just a few weeks ago at my uncle's Mass, his grandson eulogized him in rap with modern organ music played in the background.
What does this have to do with railroading? Well, when we took CNJ 113 out for its first test run, when we hammered past the Minersville station, we threw half of Bob Kimmel Sr's ashes into the blazing firebox as per his request. Now that was a sendoff.
Bernie