Lost Treasures When we Pass..

All my stuff is on my FFL books and in a card file. The card file has dates, descriptions, sources and prices paid.
A couple of my best friends own gun shops and the wife knows who to call when I go to the big rodeo in the sky. My son and daughter can have what they want. I don't lose sleep over such stuff, it's only stuff.
 
Pack rats and hoarders often make people happy. When Rudy Vallee died in 1986 he left a treasure trove of theater memorabilia to the UCLA theater department. A neighborhood mother told me years ago that some of her son's McDonald's Flintstones mug broke, I gave him TWO sets.
I am a fan of the English 3-speed bike. In 2016 I saw a 1966 Dunelt listed on Craigslist, contacted the seller, arranged a meeting-the bike is MINT !
 
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A friend of mine was 63, active and a racer and car collector. One morning he died suddenly of a heart attack and his family has since been finding his cars here, there and everywhere. At last count they had found 37, mostly older classics, not many with paperwork. I feel bad for the wife and kids.
 
My grandfather recently passed away, it's actually how I ended up on this forum a couple days ago trying to identify a date range for one of his revolvers.

My goodness, he had so much stuff! I'm torn between keeping it because a lot of it obviously meant a lot to him, but there's just so much of it and absolutely no room to store it all. I feel like garbage even thinking about selling/giving away some of this stuff, but that's what it is at the end of the day, stuff. And I need to keep reminding myself of that.

I just need to find people that'll appreciate things like a VHS tape collection or 17 breadmaker machines or a litany of other stuff that I have no use for and no interest in and keep the things that matter most to me and mattered most to him.
 
My dad was a Depression Kid who grew up in poverty, and at age 14 in 1938, while a freshman in high school, was driving an ice truck to support his disabled parents and his little sister.

He got a job as a chemist with the US Navy, put himself through Johns Hopkins University, became a Chemical Engineer, and did design work on nuclear submarines.

When Dad passed away in 2007, at age 83, we found a footlocker in his basement with all his Navy memorabilia and photos in it. There were a number of Zippos, with cloisonne ship's patches on them...and a bag of cloth ships' patches...and a lot of photos. The one thing that really stood out to me was a photo of the USS Nautilus, the first nuclear ship, inscribed to Dad and signed by her Captain after he had sailed on her in 1962.

I couldn't part with such important pieces of my family history, so I bought a Lane cedar chest and packed it away in my home... :)
 
When I pass all of my "Stuff" is to be Sold on Craigslist & Forums (such as this one) by my nephew (he has all passwords). All proceeds are to be given to St. Judes Hospital for Children. I do have 2 sons but if somethings means something to them they can fork over the cash.
Nephew gets 15%.
 
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