Bequeathing your instruments

My Number One Rule...

...okay, it's not my "Number One Rule."

But, it's in the top five...or ten.

I refuse to age gracefully!
 
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One should not gracefully fade away.

One should slide sideways into their final destination in a
wild skid with their engine scraming and their drive wheel(s?)
throwing a huge rooster tail up behind them while grinning
wickedly and shouting "What a great ride that was!".
 
Mine are coming with me, I'll just bribe the boatman a little extra, just like the airlines...
 
Tony M. said:
One should not gracefully fade away.

One should slide sideways into their final destination in a
wild skid with their engine scraming and their drive wheel(s?)
throwing a huge rooster tail up behind them while grinning
wickedly and shouting "What a great ride that was!".
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Ah ... if everybody went that way, kids would be left with only piles of gravel to deal with.
But I agree that one should not fade away, but go in offering everything they acquired to the one needing it the most.

You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one
John Lennon
 
DonP said:
A Viking funeral is the way to do it. A burning boat with all your guitars around you. And as you say, a coin for Charon in your mouth.
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Damn, I wish I had thought of that option last year when I was writing advert copy for a funeral home, they do everything else,they will bury you in your car, with your motorcycle they have a perpetual voice mail box with your out going message, I kid you not. They'd go that far for the right customer...Now to hook them up with the custom yacht maker I wrote the copy for a couple of years back........
 
I hope to give mine away to my son in laws and grand kids...that is the ones I don't sell off first...

My wife and I discuss this all the time. We are avid garage sale shoppers and we find kids selling the parents treasures all the time and for pennies...

Seriously we have bought things that are very fine keepsake type stuff from people who just want it out of the house...they usually ask no more the a dollar or two for something that could be worth a hundred or more and was a treasure of their mom or dad, but means nothing to them...

I figure if I sell before I die at least my stuff will bring a fair amount. I worry most about my record collection and my comics...
 
In semi-seriousness, I have made arrangements for the disposition of my best stuff to those who will be most appreciative, I hope, unless my missus has a yard sale after I pass and then all bets are off.
 
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My son has been playing for 25 + years and knows his way around a guitar so naturally mine will go to him.
One problem, he somewhat disapproves of collecting so I suspect he'd pick the best of each type and sell the duplicates.
 
DonP said:
Dylan Thomas got it right

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
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I read as much English literature as my humble and limited knowledge of the language allows me, but those are definitely among the most beautiful words I've ever read.
 
Sérgio said:
I read as much English literature as my humble and limited knowledge of the language allows me, but those are definitely among the most beautiful words I've ever read.
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Dylan Thomas was a great Welsh writer. Put him together with another Welshman - actor Richard Burton and vocal magic happened As in this 1954 recording of Under Milk Wood

 
DonP said:
Dylan Thomas got it right

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
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Man, that brought a tear to my eye. My eldest sister read that poem in my mother's funeral a few weeks ago.
 
DonP said:
Dylan Thomas was a great Welsh writer. Put him together with another Welshman - actor Richard Burton and vocal magic happened As in this 1954 recording of Under Milk Wood
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Under Milk Wood, the soundtrack of my early years, my mum had it on high rotation.
 
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