In 1992 or 1993 ? a very close friend of mine passed away. He was the sort of fellow who never met a gun that he didn't like. So, his memorial was set at the rifle range in Farragut Park in North Idaho. The scene was amazing, there were cars in the parking lot from about every state in the Western US. Anyway, John Grenn had built a mountain howitzer, with a maybe 3" bore. We took some aluminum foil and rounded it and folded over one end, then filled it with some of the ashes. I think we used a charge of about 1,000 grains of Fg powder, slid the foil bullet down the bore and packed it over with some wadding, stuck a fuse into the touch hole, lit it and stood back. At about 75 yards, the foil ruptured and there was a pretty good grey cloud out over the range. One of the spectators said in a stage whisper, "Damn, what a way to go !!!"