Things you wouldn't get rid of

[Cajun Blake]

Good gosh man! What kind of scope is on that .223?!

Hubble Telescope

[Patton]

Regarding material possessions, the 30-06 my old man gave me that was his.

[Colton]

My Ruger M77 270 that was my first deer rifle and is a silver and black version of my dads first deer rifle, that and my pickup

[Drycreek3189]

Ok, if we are talking guns, then my Citoris, my Win Big Bore 94, my S&W Mod 57, my Ruger Bisley .45 Colt, my Beretta AL 390, my Ruger No. 1, and last, but not least, my APR .280 Rem that I don't have my meat hooks on yet !

[bigdaddy590]

Inherited guns, my wife, and my Aggie ring.

[Gunner97]

My wife
My daughter
My lab

Everything else is optional

Same here.

[fishingsetx]

As far as material things, Ive got a bunch of guns but only 2 I wont part with. My Remington 788 in .243 that I killed my first deer with and my Ruger M77 MKII in .270 that Dad gave me for graduation.

Everything else I have can be replaced.

My Ruger M77 270 that was my first deer rifle and is a silver and black version of my dads first deer rifle, that and my pickup

Must have been a popular first gun! I got my M77 MK2 in .270 as my first gun on my 16th birthday.

Other than the obvious family, pets, etc, almost all my guns are priceless to me. Some were my dads, some were my grandpas, a couple were from my wife's family. I also have a knife that my dad gave to my grandpa before I was born. I didn't meet my dad until I was 23 and that is the only knife I have from my grandpa. I took it when he died because he carried it in his tackle box and most of my memories of him were from fishing trips. I didnt know my dad had given it too him till i brought it with us to his house when we evacuated for hurricane rita! I also have a knife and scabbard my best friend through school's dad made and gave me for graduation. There are a few other trinkets and items I'd never part with but those are the big ones. None of them would be worth much to anyone else, but to me they are priceless!

[BeerMe]

My wife
My daughter
My lab

Everything else is optional

I don't refer to my wife and daughters as "things".

I'd listen to offers for my wife tho...

[okrattler]

Guns my grandpa and dad gave me,coins that were my great grandpa's,his wallet and old pocket knives. Also my mounts and a rattlesnake skin a friend of mine gave me. I also have over 30 of the 12"GI Joe action figures and probably over 100 of the smaller GI Joes I got when I was younger,plus some toy vehicles and boats and stuff. Almost every single one is still in the original box. I pretty much never opened them. I put them on a shelf and collected them because I said they'd be worth something someday. Some of them could be but I don't know.

[bphillips]

Everything that isn't family or a piece of me is for sale for the right price

[JTRichardson]

my first fender stratocaster, this picture of my dad when he was in little league, and the mickey mouse blanket that my grandma got me when i was born. Those three things will always be with me I hope

[Buckrider]

My Granddads model 12 Winchester,
My 1995 F-150, has been a darn good truck and plan to keep it forever,
My first shotgun I bought when I was twelve has been stolen but it would be on the list,

[8pointer]

I have some deer heads that I could never part ways with

[doublearrow]

Material possessions? My dad's wingmaster 870. Dad handed it to me after opening day last year for my birthday he had hunted with it for 40 years. It's priceless to me.
I get offers daily to buy my truck, two cash offers I turned down have made my wife question my sanity. In the end it's for sale, but it would take a lot.

[Razrbk89]

I'm not really that into gear so I had to think about it..

I guess I'm kind of nostalgic about old deer horns. There's a trough in my grandmas barn with probably 50 racks that dad, my uncle, and I have killed there at the old place over the years. My grandpa was a deer killing machine back in his prime, but he always just threw the horns out with the cape and ribs. He didn't care enough about them to cut them off. One rack in that pile is his, an 8 point he killed when the little kid me was with him on a snow day in 1993 that I insisted we kept. Dad was going to throw all of them out a while back because they're getting old and mice are chewing on them but I had a twinge of nostalgia and wanted to keep them.

Dad was also wanting to trash all of our old racks that cover the swing at camp. Again, I couldn't do it for some reason! I guess I'm a hoarder.....