I was just thinking about how the egyptians always had the wrong idea. They spent their entire lives building alters and monuments for their deaths. The pyramids took entire lives to build, only to serve ones death. And to add insult to injury they thought they could take all of their worldly posessions with them when they go. So the only thing they left behind was how much they did for their deaths. For such an advanced civilization I think they sure had the wrong idea. Because in life the only things that are real are the things we do and the connections we make with other people. Cars break down, trees die, mountains wither in the timeless wind, the only things that live forever are memories, legacies, and timeless wisdom.
Some memories should stay memories, good or bad they are more valuable that way, and in a strange way more tangible. The only thing I will take with me when I die are my experiences and memories of the people I loved, hated, or shared any sort of my endless supply of passion with. I think you (or the narrator of this piece) did the right thing.
Don't dig up the dead, let them rest...I feel ya