They won't ever trash all of it. It seemed like everything we took out, was suddenly something they wanted. I pulled a pot blaster and a bench grinder out, and suddenly the executor remembered they were there, and said "I could use both of those things at my house."
Her brother in law(and the guy who got us in there), looked right at her and said "If you ever sandblast anything, I will $#!& my pants right here as I stand. Sell the stuff, thats why they're here."
I guess my take is that if you wanted them so bad, why did it take four years of sitting in this garage before I pulled it out of the corner for you to remember that you need it?
Oh well. They have a renter in the house, so until it sells and everything has to go, its going to be one big storage locker.
Rob L.