When I was in the Gun Libraries at Cabela’s (when they deserved the Gun Library name) we got a call from a woman in San Francisco. She told us she had her dad’s guns and we had three days to get there and buy them or she was going to dump the “filthy, evil things” in the dumpster. We knew the father and immediately headed to SF. We left with numerous Henry’s, Volcanics, Winchester 1866s, historic Colts, S&Ws, etc. she ended up with a six digit check for important guns that were going in the dumpster because she’d drunk the Koolaid. Often hard to believe what occurs with estates.
