30 years ago I started collecting old decoys....had a few hand carved wood ones and some early paper mallards....lost in a divorce....
That sucks. Somehow I wound up with the china.
'Sold it in a garage sale. Weird divorce. Weird woman. Before the split, I hunted Pronghorn on her grandparents' place just a couple miles north of Abbott, NM (east of Springer). Her dad, my brother, and me were staying in the house that the grandad had built with his own hands, adobe bricks he made when he homesteaded the place when he and his wife were 16 years old. I walked out behind the house and found the farm implement "dump". Farm implements (horse or mule drawn) used to have a tool box, down below your crotch as you sat on the thing. I noticed the lid had "John Deere" on it and the leaping deer. The deer had four legs (really old). I asked my, at the time, father-in-law if I could pull the cotter pins and take the lid. He said I could, so I did. 'Sat on our mantle until she decided she was tired of me. She had never made a single comment about it up to that point. Moving out, I asked if I could take it. The reply was "Well, it was MY grandfather's". Fine. Then, when she moved out of that house, while I was picking up the girls I asked what she did with it. She had no memory of it.
Is that passive-aggressive or what?! 'Still pisses me off.