Who will inherit your knives?

[DangerZone98]

Everything goes to Nephew "C", as he is the only one who has ever voiced an interest in my collection (3000+) is scheduled to get them, although he has instructions that all military blades - swords, sabers, bayonets, machetes, knives (500 or so) will go to one or two local museums. Nephews A,B and D, Nieces A, B, and C, and Great-Nephews A, B and C could care less about my knives. The jury is still out on great-niece A as she is only 19 months old.

The big fight will be over my 1929 Model A. Maybe I should have my American Legion Post sell tickets.

That’s very thoughtful of Nephew C. He sounds like a good man. I’m sure that will be appreciated by avid museumgoers. I know I would. I like anything that cuts, spits bullets, or goes boom haha.

 

[DangerZone98]

My two boys.
They will split the collection between them.
I have bought two examples from different companies so they both can get one.

Beautiful collection, partner. It’s nice to have knives of different sizes and brands.

 

[sgt1372]

Everything is going to my 2 grandchildren who are only 5 (boy) & 2 (girl) years old now. I've disowned my son (38); long story but he's not getting sh*t from me.

My sister or niece will be the executors and have told them to sell everything, except the family heirlooms/memorabilia (that my sister/niece are supposed to safeguard for my grandchildren) and anything that anyone other than my son wants/can use, which includes all of my guns and knives -- all of the $ to be placed in trust for my grandchildren.

BTW, no one in my immediate family has any interest in guns/knives as far as I know.

 

[zzyzzogeton]

Have the Model A sold to a collector, not by lottery, then you know it will be taken care of.

It's kinda of a family heirloom, but needs work now. Most likely will go to Nephew C along with my knives, again as he is the only one to show an interest other than monetarily.

My great-grandfather bought it new in 1929 and was his only car until he quit driving around 1955 due to "he went senile", as they put it back then. Now, it would have been diagnosed as either dementia or Alzheimer's, depending on the exact symptoms. My grandfather then used it for parades and pulling cotton trailers to the gin until he got waylaid by kidney cancer and a stroke brought on by radiation treatments and the crude chemo of the late 1960s. Then it came to me. I have it out in the barn and turn the engine over every month to keep it from freezing up. It needs new tires, and I need to replace wiring and seat covers as the mice/rats decided to have a party in it.

 

[brownshoe]

A friend has one. It's had three owners and never left Starke County IN. It was bought used by his wife, a lass at the time, so she could go to her first job. He's kept it running, unrestored, driving on fair weather Sundays. Almost lost it in a garage fire a couple of years ago, but they pushed it out in time.