I told my kids to wrap me in a sheet, dig a hole in the back part of my dad's land, roll me in, cover me with some lime (keep the critters from digging me up) and plant a tree atop me whenever they're done filling in the hole. My guitars? They can do what they want to with them. None of my kids seem interested in playing. Maybe some future grandkid will take an interest. They can keep what they want for sentimental reasons and dispose of the rest as they see fit. Sell or dump. Doesn't matter. I'm going to be too busy trying to help grow a tree to worry about such things!