Ok I know that this maybe kind of sick, but a lesson well learned for me and a friend. his Dad had passed away and wanted his ashes put spreed in cook inlet, as Alaska was his home and way of life. My friend asked if I would do this for him in my plane at the time with him pouring out his ashes do to his request and his family watching as we past by flying low at one of the look out spots along the road I pulled the window
open and let him pour his Dad's ashes out, but in doing so the wind presser blew a lot of the ashes back inside the plane filling the small fuselage with ashes. Upon landing we both took a vacuum cleaner and sucked all that we could out and put it all back in a bag (not letting the family know what happen) and flow back out and into the inlet and dropped the rest of the remains out
I know that this may not be funny at all, but we did not know this would happen, but my friend had said his Dad always liked flying so maybe this was just apart of him in the long run and was meant to be for him as he to was a pilot.