“That will be me,” says Ernie Boch Jr., gesturing toward a shiny black casket. He is standing in an underground burial chamber of the 1,600-square-foot mausoleum he built at his home outside of Boston. “I’m testing out caskets. I’m pretty much settled on this one.”
The headline-grabbing scion of a car-dealership empire, Mr. Boch, 63, has often been at odds with his family and neighbors. So when it comes to his death, he isn’t leaving anything to chance.
