My bikes will be buried with me in the pyramid, along with the director sportif of GS Pergolizzi, a team car and mechanic and an assortment of domestiques and podium girls to assist me on that hors catagorie climb into the sky. My alternative plan is to never die, which I'm well on my way to accomplishing as I woke up again today.
Tom (Tutankamen) Adams, Shrewsbury NJ along the banks of de Nile.
saint09@bellsouth.net wrote: Well, I had thought of adding Bob Hovey to my will, but he's more interested in Masi's and I don't own one. The next idea would be donating them to Dale who could cull out the best for display in his shop and auction the rest off. At least that way, they'd be sure to go to someone with a like interest.
On Ebay, they would probably go to someone that would only part them out. All in all, my bikes are a passion, but they're only material posessions. Once I'm gone, my heirs can sell them or do whatever makes them happy. I'm sure that the interest in vintage bicycles will continue long after I'm gone and I don't think anything I now own is that important to bicycle history. My only hope is that they keep my best as future investments and not let them go for ridiculous sums. Who knows, with all the junk I've collected over the years, perhaps a grandson or granddaughter will open an antique shop. Fred Durrette Summerville, SC USA
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