The strange thing is that the living always do stupid things during funreal times. Two of his kids wanted to give me bunches of his stuff. He left a living will, though and his wishes should be honored, but no one wants to bother! At least that's my interpretation of their "affections for their dad."
I told them that the only thing I was interested in of his was his dog. I love his dog, but someone else already spoke for him. I could give two shits in a minute and still not care about any of his SHIT!! Yes he had some valuable things that we made together, but they don't exist to me without him.