Before my step dad passed away he made out a list of what he wanted us kids to have. He didn't leave us a big estate, not land nor money, but he did leave me some cool stuff. When going through the big wooden ammo box I gave him years ago that he called his war locker, there was lots of good stuff. About 150 rounds of .556/.223, a couple of boxes of .270, .357 Mag. and .38 special hollowpoints, A box of 7.65 Argentine, couple of boxes of 30-30, bunch of 12 and 20 gauge, and assorted other shells. Lots of traps and snares, a couple of saddles and tack, tools, and of course the firearms. He had already given me a double barrel 12 gauge with exposed hammers, a 94/22 Winchester, and when he passed here recently he also gave me his Ruger Blackhawk, Winchester 30-30, Springfield 03' converted to .270, Interarms .223, 7.65 Argentine, and a few other assorted firearms I know I am forgetting about. A couple of scopes, his Nikon that I gave him, and his game call that was a present one Father's Day. Mostly what you would call Cowboy stuff, which is exactly what he was. This weekend I actually have the whole weekend off, and I am going to catalog the serial numbers, clean the guns and saddles, and hang up the snares and traps. I am also planning on building a couple of saddle cradles tomorrow so the saddles will have a proper place. It will be a weekend full of rememberance.