My grandfather was the department head for the art department of Dixie Cup, the drawings they used on the Star Wars edition paper bathroom cups were his drawings. I have the original prints and drafts of them and a few other drawings including his art school journal. I also have my dad, grandfather and uncles tools but rarely use them, I have some cool old planets and stuff I refinished and sealed but they stay above my workbench.

RIP Grand dad and thanks for the integrity to go along with your 12 gage shotgun. I am passing it on and will see you soon

One died when my dad was 9 and the other died when I was 2. I have nothing.

I was fortunate. I had three grandfathers. 2 blood and 1 step. From one I got a pocket knife. To the world it has no value. But no one on earth could afford it. It was in the box it came in. I opened it when I got it. It had 1 gray hair where the blade goes into the handle. I closed it, put the rubberband back around the box and put it with my other keepsakes. From my Step grandfather I got all his WW2 memorabilia. From one all I got was memories. I also have quilts that my 2 granny's made. One also made baby dolls. She would give them to all the girls @ Christmas. When I was in my 20's I told her that I wanted one instead of a box of cordial cherries, a bottle of old spice and a pair of sox. She says why in the world would a grown man want a baby doll? I said because you made it. I got one the next Christmas. I have it put up too. And plan to give it to my granddaughter when she's old enough to appreciate it.

My gramps taught me how to tie a few knots that I've haven't seen anywhere else. Nor have I met anyone who's ever seen them before.

A genetic predisposition for alcohol and meanness.

I have smoking pipes my grandfather smoked with before cancer took him to the grave .

I have a set of golf clubs that belonged to him, along with a wool fedora. I also don't remember a time when he didn't have a cigar in his mouth. I smoke cigars and every time I get in my truck and smell that smell, I think of him. He and I could be twins, separate by 50 years or so. I also inherited his bald head.

My grandparents with my oldest. My grandmother was lead soprano in the San Francisco opera at 16. She worked with the USO during the war. He served in California as a flight instructor (or something like that--I never saw him fly a plane), and was never deployed into the arena.

A sailor's vocabulary

Some wonderful memories, railroad paraphanalia, and his gold pass for 50 years service (he worked 57 years before he retired) with the Illinois Central railroad.

Granddads Montgomery Wards 16 gauge flat top pump shotgun , Remington rolling block model 4 .22 rifle and his mason ring and cuff links

one of these , not as nice as the picture

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8 uncles & 7 aunts plus dad

An old peg-leg that he got from a WW1 Vet. Grandad used it when he broke his ankle.

OLD fishing reels.

A small switch blade that I use for a letter opener.(I promised it to my great-nephew when my dad died, but haven't given it to him)

Above things were passed down thru my dad.

One thing I prized that Grandad gave to me was a 1879 Morgan silver dollar when I broke my arm in his yard(in 1960). I gave it to my great-nephew on his 12th birthday. That was 9 years ago.

This topic sure brings back memories...thanks for starting.