Scattering Ashes

I’m on my way to Alaska, driving. Moon is with me riding shotgun; his ashes. During his lifetime, Moon made almost fifty trips from Ackerman, MS to Soldotna, Alaska. That’s 426,100 miles! This is the finale. I find myself talking to him, I can’t help it, sometimes laughing; others, crying. I plan on scattering his ashes at various points along the way. The final deposit will be in July into the Kenai, the river he loved.