Yesterday I took the first firm steps on a project that I have long dreaded, that of clearing my estate of most of my guns. While I am not planning on making a mad, headlong dash into the grave, there is no denying that these are my last couple of months before I turn sixty-years-old. The actuary tables give an outside chance for maybe another twenty-five-years, but that kind of horizon is just too uncertain; it seems every month I learn of another friend or former co-worker my age (or younger) passing on. The time for me to put together an exit strategy is while I am still happy and healthy. My heirs have no clue as to how to dispose of these guns for what they are worth so I best take care of that problem for them ahead of time. Yes, there will be some guns that I will keep until the end but they will number less than a dozen, perhaps even just a couple.
My ever-so-optimistic goal is to sell five guns from my collection this year and five (or more) every year hence until they are gone. I still have a dozen or so guns on the rack that I have yet to blog about. Many gun owners are all too familiar with the remorse of buying and selling. This project will be full of sentiment and aftertaste but there comes a time when we have to let go.
Greetings from Texas,
ReplyDeleteTis something I may need to face soon. It's odd, I never expected to see thirty. Next January I will turn sixty. May be time to thin out the props and wardrobe building.
No, it’s not fun to think about but you’re doing the mature and reasoned thing. Doing it now insures that it is done how you want and not leaving a problem that someone else has to deal with after you are gone.
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