I spent the day doing what my late brother requested, me and my nephew moving his guns and re-loading equipment to a safe spot upon his demise. Oh, and dealing with a Bi-Polar nutjob niece. Sweet, angry, confused, crying, outburst, sorry, not sorry. Wants everything in spite of having a sister.
I'm mad that he left me such a mess to administer. There are enough firearms and accessories to equip a small gun shop.