So, a few weeks ago, we scattered my father in law's ashes in the ocean. He had always said that he wanted to come back as a pelican, since you just hang out all day and eat fish. When we went to scatter his ashes, three pelicans came out of nowhere, flew around the boat, and hung out for a few minutes before flying away. It was quite sweet and touching; a very good omen that Patrick was with us!
