There's a famous story about an old mate of mine here in Oz.
He wanted his ashes scattered from an "historic aircraft" for which he was Chief Flight Engineer. Now you all know who I mean. I was one of his trainees in the airline and a good mate (I hope!). We were regular drinking buddies anyway.
As often happens, the cabin filled with a grey haze with the customary comments from the pax. We all said "that figures, one last joke on us all!!"
RIP RH!!