I’m 62 and have no plans of sucking starting a pistol or ending up in a ditch anytime soon.
Unfortunately plans have little to do with it: Homo proponit, sed Deus disponit
I’m 62 and have no plans of sucking starting a pistol or ending up in a ditch anytime soon.
The wife will move out, then burn the house down.
I don’t think good, thoughtful, and edifying responses are allowed on forums. Please do not do this again.My mother threw away eight sets of my granddad's golf clubs when he passed, and he was a semi-pro golfer. And, she gave away his golf cart. Making money off of the dead or cashing in on their belongings just isn't a part of the way my family does things. When my dad passed I was left with his land, and I already had inherited land, so I just gave it to other family members who needed it. We aren't a greedy bunch.
I've seen way more families turn into evil greed monsters that would not let go of a single inch till real estate held up in courts just collapsed with neglect.
My family can have whatever they want, and have instructions to just do away with whatever's left. The more we give away, the more that comes back to us in times of need. Faith in the good father is more powerful than trying to nickel and dime your way through this land.
YMMV
This is one of my collections the wife will be burning. But HA, the jokes on her, guns don't burn!!This is essentially the same dilemma I've run into with my antique firearms.
I definitely think there's just as many deluded collectors who think their collection is worth a Bill Gate's fortune as their are ones who think they're worthless... the truth, as with most things, is usually somewhere in between.
And with most collectibles, the value can be highly subjective based upon small variations in the piece as well as the amount of enthusiasm/delusion of the person you find to make a deal with.
I'm still relatively young at 32.. so while I hope/pray that one day I'll have children who are interested in my hobbies and happy to make my collections their own.. in the meantime my solution is to just make a simple hand written list with each item enumerated and a rough, conservative value estimate of each.
Along with simply explaining to the people in my life who'd be responsible (parents right now, perhaps my significant other one day if things keep going well) The idea that "These things are probably more valuable than you realize, so do not just sell them in a single lot to the first guy you can find with a few hundred/thousand bucks in hand"
But I definitely think the way to view most collectibles is as "a fun way to spend time while also leaving behind a nice bonus for family" rather than as a literal "nest egg"
Our family is the same way.My mother threw away eight sets of my granddad's golf clubs when he passed, and he was a semi-pro golfer. And, she gave away his golf cart. Making money off of the dead or cashing in on their belongings just isn't a part of the way my family does things. When my dad passed I was left with his land, and I already had inherited land, so I just gave it to other family members who needed it. We aren't a greedy bunch.
I've seen way more families turn into evil greed monsters that would not let go of a single inch till real estate held up in courts just collapsed with neglect.
My family can have whatever they want, and have instructions to just do away with whatever's left. The more we give away, the more that comes back to us in times of need. Faith in the good father is more powerful than trying to nickel and dime your way through this land.
YMMV
I farmed my grandfather's land for over 20 years, and I just got tired of it. There is just not enough money in it to keep me breaking my back on it. So, a couple of years ago, I developed it into a neighborhood. All but one of my kids didn't want any part of farming, and the one daughter that wanted to, I allowed her to cut a corner out of it to make her a little hobby farm. But, there was no way she was going to be able to handle it all herself.Our family is the same way.
After my grandpa passed 23 years ago, his land was to be divided between my mom&dad, brother, sister and me. Well, apparently I drew the short straw and it's all in my name.
This 600 acres has been in our family for 180 years. We use the 160 acre farm I live on, the other 440 acres is forest and meadows. In 2020 my wife and I moved into a cabin on the property so my niece could live in the main 5 bedroom farmhouse. She has 6 kids and her husband left her in 2020, while she was pregnant.
The farmhouse is a bit big for the wife and I. My dad, brother and sister have no interest in the land and selling wasn't an option. My niece has 4 boys, 2 girls and my brother has 2 boys, this land will be theirs if they want it.
Our farm is mostly for growing food for us, but we also breed and sell Irish Dexter cattle and sell their meat and milk. We also have a smokehouse where we smoke meats and a ham house to age hams. We grow all the feed for all our animals. That alone almost pays for itself. Just some labor is all.I farmed my grandfather's land for over 20 years, and I just got tired of it. There is just not enough money in it to keep me breaking my back on it. So, a couple of years ago, I developed it into a neighborhood. All but one of my kids didn't want any part of farming, and the one daughter that wanted to, I allowed her to cut a corner out of it to make her a little hobby farm. But, there was no way she was going to be able to handle it all herself.
I should have done that 20 years ago. We made 100x's more money than if we had kept farming it for another 100 years.
I like closure. I always break them before throwing them away.Please send the location of the trash collection company you use.

… the jokes on her, guns don't burn!!
And I like a challenge. Sounds like it's a perfect match.I like closure. I always break them before throwing them away.
Hopefully when you are gone and no longer around to bear the brunt of her ireLike my other hobbies, support personnel are advised to tell my wife what I really spent on them.
I could give you the address of the landfill. All I've got left are a Savinelli 904 and a couple of Falcons.And I like a challenge. Sounds like it's a perfect match.![]()
