As a sometime recipient of donated vehicles, I am entirely familiar with your scenario. In some cases there is even a certain amount of jealousy and resentment towards the vehicle, along the lines of, "The old man loved the car more than me." In one instance, the "old man" himself was bound and determined to avoid his son ever owning the car, and he donated it just weeks before his death. It is worth while to note that indeed "my" very own Imperial is really the property of the Texas Transpiration Museum. It was donated, along with half a dozen cars, while the owner, failing in health, was still among the quick. Three of these vehicles were Imperials. All were four door hardtops. The fate of the 1957 is an absolute mystery to me. The 1962 surfaced on e-bay last year and sold for a respectable amount. I am informed that the only reason the 1958 stayed at the museum, which in the mid 80s had fallen on hard times, is that no one wanted it. I can accept selling weeds and keeping the flowers. Of course, perspective is everything. In conclusion, I met with the family of my car's original owner. His niece and nephew to be exact, since he and his wife had no children. At a car show, the nephew brought along his grandchildren, three rambunctious kids under the age of ten at the time. They had fun clambering into their great-uncles car, although the connection was probably lost on them. Hugh