I had to get my medicare wellness checkup today.
I feel old; might be time to split up my stuff.
Don't wait till it's too late! My dad waited to the end and all his prized gun collection, pistols, hunting rifles, etc. went to his new wife of 10 years family's kids who had never hunted or shot a gun in their lives.I feel old; might be time to split up my stuff.
Naw, I could not bring it upon myself to subject you to anything but a dirtymax. I'm fresh outta chebbyies.Hey doc?
I Could Use The Newest F-450!
haha, yea, she started laughing when I was using my fingers to count the number of ortho operations I've had.Good for you for doing the check. They always laugh when I list my ortho as my family doctor!!!
I’ve been there. Two different generations, one on my moms side and my dad’s collection. Out of everyone in the family, I’m the only one that talks guns and shoots at least once a week. My grandfather’s guns were split up to three different people, me one of them. The two others didn’t even know what they were getting and showed no enthusiasm or pride. I know for a fact that they haven’t shot them in the three years they’ve had them. Maybe they haven’t even got them out and touched them. My dad’s guns are pretty much the same story. I got most so I guess I shouldn’t complain, maybe it’s the history lost. The real problem I have with the whole thing is that they accepted them. It’s kind of like me accepting part of an inherited art collection knowing dam well that’s not my thing but accept it because why not, when there may be another person there that could really appreciate it and shared in it in the past. I made up my mind that I will sell off my collection when I start to lose my vision and hearing and get the shakes. I doubt it will bother anyone since they will end up with whatever money I have left and will surely enjoy that over a lot of used guns.Don't wait till it's too late! My dad waited to the end and all his prized gun collection, pistols, hunting rifles, etc. went to his new wife of 10 years family's kids who had never hunted or shot a gun in their lives.
I had to get my medicare wellness checkup today.
I feel old; might be time to split up my stuff.
I use slip on shoes and I walk the backs down. Easier than Velcro!Do you use velcro instead of shoe laces?
How much did your rent increase when you passed on the house? Keep in mind most states have some fashion of rent control so make sure the kids know that you've done your due diligence and know they can't screw you on rent increases. LOL.My wife and I set up an irrevocable trust in 2008. Everything we owned was in it. About 5 years ago, we had a deal like an NFL draft. Kids and their families got to "draft" everything we own. Guns, vehicles, furniture, tools, jewelry, literally everything.
All of our assets are in the trust. And it is irrevocable and in our kid's name. That way, the government can't take it if we have a medical issue, get old and need care or whatever. We do not own a thing any longer. No home, no cars, no nothing. Our kids have it all. It actually feels good that it is all passed on in an organized way. I can't say it was without stress heartburn, but it is done and everyone seems pretty happy with the way it turned out.
Don't worry, even though we don't own anything, those guns and optics, plus my 2 pickups are still at the house. Our family is glad to let us use their stuff - at least till we are dead and gone.
You’re right Pete, it’s not, but the alternative don’t look so good either.My last wellness check went well- I had a kidney problem and had been treated for it- BUT two days later spent an evening in the ER and 3 days in hospital- so you never know about "old age" and wellness. "Old age ain't for sissies!"
My last wellness check went well- I had a kidney problem and had been treated for it- BUT two days later spent an evening in the ER and 3 days in hospital- so you never know about "old age" and wellness. "Old age ain't for sissies!"
My BIL painted a big home in Sedona after the man of the house had died. First thing the widow wanted gone was the mounts - lots of them.This makes me think of my taxidermy trophies. Y’all on this site are probably some of the only people that can appreciate how important they are to a person. Hopefully I’m a ways off from deciding, but I do think about it from time to time. My daughter is probably the only person that realizes and cares the significance of them to me, but I’m sure she probably doesn’t want to decorate her house with them. The most expensive of my possessions definitely aren’t the most important possessions for me. My taxidermy trophies and guns that I’ve been given are what I’ll have trouble deciding on
Ya…….. I’m afraid you’re a little late on the cabin Wisz, the direct blood line beat you to that one. I think they’ll claim more nights justify a higher place on the pecking order. But, you get credit for a gallant effort. I’ll put you down for the pvc marshmallow blow guns collection.2Lumpy- I'd like the cabin please. I feel it's kind of the same as the guns you have. I haven't shot any of your guns but I have stayed in the cabin so it's kind of the same? If you do that for me....I'll make sure to get that toilet working right. LOL
I figured I'd be too late but it was worth a shot.Ya…….. I’m afraid you’re a little late on the cabin Wisz, the direct blood line beat you to that one. I think they’ll claim more nights justify a higher place on the pecking order. But, you get credit for a gallant effort. I’ll put you down for the pvc marshmallow blow guns collection.
Life phases……. there’s a fair number of us hanging out in the Campfire. Part of the reason could be, in the past we were too busy with friends, chasing dreams and other things. Too many friends are now gone, so here we are, doing the best we can with virtual friends. At least we have that to do. thirty years ago we wouldn’t have had the internet to do.A friend of mine called me about a month ago and asked if I saw the obituary of a friend of ours. I had not. We both went to high school with him, hung out together, hunted together, trapped together, and got in trouble together.
While on the phone with my friend we started listing the people we knew who have died. We came to the conclusion that we both know more dead people who were friends than we know friends who are alive. Kind of sobering.
Not saying none of you SOB's aren't my friends it's just that we don't have a lot of one on one personal history.
Let me tell ya Wiszard, grandkids with pvc blow guns don’t need no graham crackers and candy bars to be happy. Give’rm each a 2’ long, half inch pvc pipe and a bag full of small marshmellow and the run of the house/yard and you can do anything you want without being bothered for 3 hours.I figured I'd be too late but it was worth a shot.
I'll take the blow guns as long as they come with not only marshmallows but graham crackers and chocolate bars as well. That'll make the grand kids happy.
I think we can all relate to this songA friend of mine called me about a month ago and asked if I saw the obituary of a friend of ours. I had not. We both went to high school with him, hung out together, hunted together, trapped together, and got in trouble together.
While on the phone with my friend we started listing the people we knew who have died. We came to the conclusion that we both know more dead people who were friends than we know friends who are alive. Kind of sobering.
Not saying none of you SOB's aren't my friends it's just that we don't have a lot of one on one personal history.
We have lost over a third of my HS class. We only had 22 at graduation, and that remains the largest number ever.A friend of mine called me about a month ago and asked if I saw the obituary of a friend of ours. I had not. We both went to high school with him, hung out together, hunted together, trapped together, and got in trouble together.
While on the phone with my friend we started listing the people we knew who have died. We came to the conclusion that we both know more dead people who were friends than we know friends who are alive. Kind of sobering.
Not saying none of you SOB's aren't my friends it's just that we don't have a lot of one on one personal history.
Yes, that hits real close to home. So true.I think we can all relate to this song
Another of my favorites!You got that right nvpete the only gold in your golden years is the color of your pizz
Elky- I'm good. Have to have a kidney operation to fix a blockage on Feb. 3rd- after that I'll be pert near normal again!I Hope You're Doing OK Pete!
And You're Right!
There's alot of Stuff Not For Sissies!
Good luck in surgery.....will pray all goes well.Don’t give up.
Hell, I am sitting in a hotel room with my wife after being in the hospital for over 12 hours for a scheduled AFib heart ablation. Be up and running in a few weeks and planning my retirement. Here’s a great T-shirt I ordered.
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My brother had two of those done about 12 years apart. He went to sleep, woke up and went home.Don’t give up.
Hell, I am sitting in a hotel room with my wife after being in the hospital for over 12 hours for a scheduled AFib heart ablation. Be up and running in a few weeks and planning my retirement. Here’s a great T-shirt I ordered.
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It's not here yet. At least let me get a couple miles on it.Hey doc!
An F-450 will Work!
Hope All Goes Well For You!
You can’t write the lyrics to that poem until you’re well over 60 and feeling melancholy.I think we can all relate to this song
Someone definitely does not follow the Blank cooking show. ???i will hit the 50 yr mark this summer. not so old compared to many but with two of my brothers having kidney stones in last year and another with cancerous stuff removed from face and top of head... feeling older each year! i got some decaf coffee and oatmeal yesterday to combat dehydration and keep the arteries clean!
you old guys keep on truckin'!!! i am glad i am not growing up in this day and age. thank god the good ol days are always better than what the present generation is facing.
My hell Hicountryman……….. you are growing up in this day and age, at 50 you’re still not afraid to fart!i will hit the 50 yr mark this summer. not so old compared to many but with two of my brothers having kidney stones in last year and another with cancerous stuff removed from face and top of head... feeling older each year! i got some decaf coffee and oatmeal yesterday to combat dehydration and keep the arteries clean!
you old guys keep on truckin'!!! i am glad i am not growing up in this day and age. thank god the good ol days are always better than what the present generation is facing.
Think half the stuff I reload is for my children.Speaking of old guy stuff. One box unopened, surfaces the shame of never having owned a Garand.
I’ve been on a bit of a roll in the reloading room lately, and admit to wondering more than once who would be shooting them.
Would it be self absorbed to sign the label?
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Words......, surfaces the shame of never having owned a Garand. More words.....
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Not as old as I once thought. ??So the golden years are not so golden,
Just wondering how old is old??
I understand. What you said is why I bought a small tractor (55HP). 120+ postholes for a new yard ain't happening with an auger, let alone a post hole digger. I use the backhoe.72 and still going strong. Just not as strong as I once was. What I used to pick up and carry, now I put on a dolly or cart. Advil is my friend tho!!!
Sell me one then. I’ll even let you interview me. Guaranteed to be entertaining.You are dead to me. ?