Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Sounds like someone thought they had too much stuff. It probably was gotten rid of in a family dispute. Think of it- My last will and testament- to my grandson Jimmy who was my favorite I leave my entire fortune. To my grandson Billy who never had time to come and visit- now you will have all the time in the world as I sit on your mantel. Okay - so I grew up in a family of boys and learning to find humor in the dark things were a way of survival- it payed off now they are squeemish and pass out at the sight of blood or even descriptions of medical proceedures which fasinate me.