Something tells us Angus Brian MacDonald wasn’t the type of person to let others speak for him. Not even in the afterlife.
The Cape Breton man penned his own obituary before he died on March 25 at the age of 67. It’s filled with the usual combination of heartfelt memories and messages for his loved ones, only this one also contains a pinch of humour.
“So, the world doesn’t have Angus MacDonald to kick around anymore. I’m gone!” the obituary begins. “I bought the farm. I bit the dust. So I guess I’m off to the promised land eh? The promised land! Imagine!”
Just like any Canadian, MacDonald stayed super modest when it came to his own personal reflections.
“So anyway, I think I was a pretty nice guy…” he wrote. “Despite being a former punk and despite what some people would say about me.”
He also had some pretty strong opinions when it came to what his family should do with him after he died.
“I don’t want a funeral. A funeral is a waste of harrrrrrd earned and harrrrrrd saved money that my family can use now,” MacDonald wrote. “I was a very private person in life, so I don’t want to end that life with people gawking at me while I lay in a coffin. I’m being cremated and my ashes are being scattered (somewhere).”
“So instead of going to see the great creator, I will be going to see the great cremater.”
Of course, no obituary would be complete without at least a couple of touching memories. MacDonald wrote about his family, but it was what he had to say about his dog that really stood out.
“My little dog Scarlett died Sept. 2013, and there really are no words to describe what a total destresser Scarlett was for me,” he wrote. “So I guess if there’s a place in the after-life where little dogs and old dawgs go, then that’s where you’ll find me and Scarlett. Maybe I’ll see you all there sometime.”
You can read the full obituary at InMemoriam.ca.
Rest in peace, Angus.