Dad wants to be buried by his father, Owen. Owen died of heart disease at the age of 59, a sad separation of father and son. Dad harbors a secure faith in the resurrection and afterlife. He is not concerned with the mechanics of how our bodies will be rebuilt and immortalized—God knows how to work all that out. In the next life, each person will receive the divine inheritance they craved and strove for during this mortality. The character we forged here will be our character there. How could it be any different? Did we think we could spend our life injuring others and suddenly, in the next sphere, be transformed into benevolence? No, the universe doesn’t work that way. Dad shared with me that when he awakens in the resurrection, next to his father, who will likewise resurrect, he intends to exclaim, “Father! I am so happy to see you! I love you!” And Owen will rejoin, “Son! I am so pleased to see you! I have missed you! I love you!” Now, that is a hope and faith I can subscribe to.