It was time for retirement and to enjoy life and what happened. I inherited a Hobby Shop. OK, no bricks and mortar but a huge storage facility with all things hobby mostly trains. A little dusty since my “Uncle” wasn’t able to run the place the last few years. The heirs drew straws to determine who had to call me and encourage me to come get the “junk” or at least pay the storage bill. I arrived just ahead of guy with the lock and cleared the place out. Now I have a basement full of boxes unknown. At least I wasn’t stuck for the storage bill. Stay tuned here for the adventures of what to do with it all, brick and mortar or all online.