It's not EXACTLY one of those "Hey look what I found!" moments, but a lady friend of mine called me about two guns she found at her recently deceased rich grandmother's house. It was a multi-million dollar estate she was handling, and there were two brothers that were trying to remove everything of value before all was inventoried. How the brothers didn't see the guns, I don't know.
Anyway, she wasn't anti-gun or anything like that, but she wanted the guns removed asap. I told her I'd come over and help her identify them, and maybe give her an approximate value. I was then CLEARLY told that she didn't want ANY issue with the guns from her brothers, as whatever the value was, it's spit in the ocean compared to the overall $$$ of the estate.
Ok I said, I'll be right over. I had no clue how this was going to work out.
I arrive at this mansion, and there is my friend waiting for me. We go in, and I see an old Colt model 1908 Vest Pocket .25 auto. Condition was not very good, but all looked original. No real bucks involved here.
Things changed when she took me to the Winchester. Oh my goodness! A model 1892 Saddle Ring Carbine in .25-20 Winchester caliber. Condition was really very good, all appeared original, and there was an ancient box of Winchester ammo with it, one round missing.
I told her the Colt wasn't really high value since there are so many out there, although I suspected the Winchester MAY be worth a lot of money. I explained that I'm not an expert in Winchesters, but if she gave me a little time I'd be able to give her a reasonable value number.
That was not what happened next.
She said, "These guns are going to be out of the house today... what are my options?" I said you could sell them to a local gun shop or even a pawn shop, but you won't get what they are worth. You could trade them in at the next "Gun Turn In Event" that the police hold, but you'll only get a $50 gift certificate for each. That's even worse. I told her I'd be happy to arrange selling them online if she wanted me too, but that wouldn't be today.
The next thing she says is "Listen, here's the deal, either you take these guns to the police today, or you can buy them for $50 each. That's the bottom line." I told her it wasn't anywhere near the value, but if that's what she wanted to do, I'll do it.
A minute later I handed her a crisp $100 bill, and walked out with two guns and the box of ammo.
Sometimes you just get lucky.
Best wishes everyone.
Roger aka Mr. Wonderful