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Nothing from my father. An actual ton from my wife's.
Of all the things my dad left behind, its the things that marked his life and hint at the man he was. My dads knives. His tools. His black powder guns. His photographs of flowers and insects. The cameras he made or altered. His war chest with all the A-26 manuals, wings, etc.My dad has been giving me some personal items lately, to ensure they get into my hands when his time comes. He kept after me to tell him what I wanted. For a long while, I said I didn’t want anything, but he finally dragged me to his closet (which could be a museum of Texas and hot rod stuff) and said, “Tell me now!”
Some of the stuff he’s had for decades, some are more recent. I cherish them all.
I was worried for a while, and sat him down and asked he he was “planning” his exit (giving away important or personal items is sometimes a sign and/or cry for help)…he laughed and said, “Thank you for caring, but no. I’m just making sure your brother doesn’t take something that belongs to you. He’s already done that too many times.”
That hurt my heart, that an old man who’s slowing down more and more is worried about things like that.
I haven’t asked for the more “expensive” things—I’ve asked for the “valuable” things; a pocketknife that belonged to his deceased brother; the pistol, shotgun and rifle (all cheap) that he (my dad) taught me to shoot with; a snake-skin cowboy hat band that he made when I was eight years old; an old adjustable wrench that belonged to his grandfather; the Zippo-style lighter I won at a carnival when I was three and he took away; his old switchblade from the 1960’s…
The only “expensive” thing I asked for was his 56 Ford…the main reason being, my wastrel brother will wreck the thing trying to be Bo Duke. I told dad I’ll keep it as long as I can, and if I HAD to sell it, it was a last resort. He put in his will that I get the car.
One of my great uncles once commented that automobile manuals used to have instructions how to adjust the valves and now a great many can’t change a tire.One must be my grandfather’s because its an old ford wrench (one like you got with your new car that says “Ford” on it) and its obvious it has been used as a hammer two lifetimes ago.
That's neat. My kids appreciate some stuff like that from both their grandparents.Actally the family mjolnir, being that he chiseled his initials into it, he obviously favored it...that, and our
surname is literally translated "Son of Thor"
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Interesting. My father and I worked on many projects together, from items for the home to rebuilding the engines of the family cars. He had a huge basement workshop with hundreds of tools, many specific to certain jobs. When he passed, my two brothers, neither of whom worked with him much, were interested. I took the lot. I've got the tools we used to build stereo speakers and guitar cabinets. I've got his soldering iron. I think about him every time I use one of his tools.
The thing I wanted the most from him was his Winchester Model 1892 lever-action rifle that hung over the mantel in my room as I was growing up.
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My brothers got his rifle and a favorite pistol he owned and I couldn't be sad because we get along great. But then after the funeral, my younger brother and I were chatting and things changed. More, HERE.
Bob
Got to love the 1892, I have a couple that I collected over the years and plan on leaving them to my boys.Interesting. My father and I worked on many projects together, from items for the home to rebuilding the engines of the family cars. He had a huge basement workshop with hundreds of tools, many specific to certain jobs. When he passed, my two brothers, neither of whom worked with him much, were interested. I took the lot. I've got the tools we used to build stereo speakers and guitar cabinets. I've got his soldering iron. I think about him every time I use one of his tools.
The thing I wanted the most from him was his Winchester Model 1892 lever-action rifle that hung over the mantel in my room as I was growing up.
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My brothers got his rifle and a favorite pistol he owned and I couldn't be sad because we get along great. But then after the funeral, my younger brother and I were chatting and things changed. More, HERE.
Bob
That was a great story!Interesting. My father and I worked on many projects together, from items for the home to rebuilding the engines of the family cars. He had a huge basement workshop with hundreds of tools, many specific to certain jobs. When he passed, my two brothers, neither of whom worked with him much, were interested. I took the lot. I've got the tools we used to build stereo speakers and guitar cabinets. I've got his soldering iron. I think about him every time I use one of his tools.
The thing I wanted the most from him was his Winchester Model 1892 lever-action rifle that hung over the mantel in my room as I was growing up.
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My brothers got his rifle and a favorite pistol he owned and I couldn't be sad because we get along great. But then after the funeral, my younger brother and I were chatting and things changed. More, HERE.
Bob