We hams are a peculiar lot. Perhaps as a part of the hobby, we seem to venerate dead hams--and attach a curious provenance and value to the tools of our avocation. My thesis in this screed is our morbid fascination with dead ham stuff.
When I buy something at a fester or from a local, I always inquire as to ownership--past or present. Many times this info is proffered without solicitation, e.g., "this belonged to Sam, A1OF. He would be glad to know that someone (fill in the blank here...)." Opening up a rig or manual leads to looking for a call inked or graven somewhere. Dead ham stuff in which I knew the person has led to that call being put somewhere on the goods. Ultimately, who the fuck cares?
Certainly not the estate raider with plans of buying low and selling high. I know that I am not unique in wondering about this--or scrutinizing used gear for evidence of the previous owner. This fascination with the history of gear and its owners is unusual. Here is my point. If your neighbor drops dead, do you wonder what will become of his clothes or car? Yet the thought of what will become of his gear should he also be a ham will concern many. I always hear at club meetings "Billy loved his Icokensutenxon so much..." Well, he probably loved his internet porn collection as well, but no one is talking about that. :quiet:
In the alternate, many hams I know become obsessed with what will happen to their gear when they die. WTF? Perhaps a special missive detailing last wishes is called for--and don't forget to carve the call into the gear somewhere for future generations...![]()