Tiger, sorry for your loss of a dear friend. Events like that definitely remind us of mortality and to make us re-evaluate what's really important.
My Father died a few years ago, on his birthday, and his body was cremated. We've sort of portioned him out, starting with his wife's (our Mother) burial site. Most of him still sits in a ceramic box just behind me as I type this. For an old guy he didn't leave us with much to go on in the way of his final wishes but he did have unfulfilled dreams. He always wanted to go to Australia but with failing health it became impossible. So, I having the same dream of seeing Australia, decided to take him along in my golf bag. I don't know how legal that was to bring him in but I frankly didn't care.
The Old Man had no interest in golf; he was more of the naturalist adventurer/discoverer type. His biggest items of collection were hundreds of VCR tapes of documentaries of science, history and mostly nature and wildlife. Oh, and the movie Elvira, Mistress of the Dark.
Anyway, as I was walking the walk from Reg's Hut at Barnbougle to the #5 tee I saw a snake scurry across the trail. Eureka! OK, Pop. Here's a great spot. So, with a snort of Scotch and a toast, onto the seaward dunes he went. Later in the town of Cockle Creek, population 4, at the end of the road as far south as a car can drive, there is a beautiful beach and there was a terrific sunset. Great spot, Pop. The next day I was at the Tahune Forest where they have the Tahune Tree Walk - an elaborately elevated steel walk that runs through it. At the end is a long cantilevered extension that terminates the walk. Here you go, Pops. And in that same forest is a stand of Huon Pine trees of great age, so down he went onto those old roots to fertilize the ancients. Finally, on the ferry ride back to Melbourne I had another snort of spirits, gave a final toast and cast him in Bass Strait where he would circle the globe in The Roaring Forties for eternity, seeing the world.
So, to answer your question, I wouldn't mind if I were slowly divvied up around the world (and space?!) by whomever might remember me, in a positive way hopefully, for a flash of time.
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Dark Star dialogue between Talby and Doolittle
" TALBY
(cont'd)
"I'm beginning to glow."
The field of spectral shapes, with Talby in their midst, begin to
drift away into the distance.
TALBY
(cont'd)
"They're taking me with them, with
the Phoenix Asteroids... going to circle the
universe forever. I'm with them
now... be back this way again some
day. Doolittle, before it's too
late, there's one last thing I
want to tell you... "
Talby's signal dies out as the glowing lights disappear into the
depths of space.
Doolittle is hanging onto a long, thin chunk of debris.
DOOLITTLE
"Hey, Talby! I've grabbed a piece of
the ship, and I think I've figured
out a way!"
He pulls the piece of metal down beneath his feet, and stands on it.
Crouching and extending his arms, Doolittle surfs down into the
atmosphere of the planet, banking and planing as he disappears to a
small dot and a burning flash.
Previously remarked by Talby . . ."A falling star; what a beautiful way to die."