My aunt used to do estate sales in and around Essex County NJ. She had a crew of specialty buyers and appraisers who would assist her with evaluating some of the more esoteric items. I did electronics, stringed musical instruments and photo items. The specialists were also given first crack at making offers to the owners or executors, before the hoi-polloi were admitted for the actual sale. As a result, I have been in many of the high-dollar estates, mostly in the west end of the county. A couple of decades ago, there was a Johnny Walker scotch ad that featured two houses side-by-side and the premise was that one neighbor stopped by to "borrow a cup of Johnny Walker". The houses exist, in upper Montclair, NJ and they are side-by-side. They were built by two wealthy brothers and there is an eight foot high, nine foot wide tunnel between the basements under the driveways and yards. There is a lockable iron gate in the tunnel at the property line and doors at either end. Another house belonged to the family of a boyhood friend of mine. There was an actual vault with steel walls and a vault door in the basement. The combination lockworks had been removed and were stored, intact because there was a housefull of kids and no need for a replay of "Jimmy Valentine" or a tragedy. My own home in Upper Montclair was right next to my aunt's. The house sale there contained a rosewood Martin mandolin that she had priced at $35. I told her to add another zero, at least, which she did and quickly too. There was a really old Remington semi-auto rifle, nickled, engraved and in a carved stock. I do remember a flip-down muzzle cap that blocked the front sight when closed. It had a patent date of 1901 on the receiver but that is all I remember. Sadly, after buying the house, I didn't have a spare dime left to buy any of that stuff. My uncle was a fire captain in the town and had a pretty neat collection of firearms from the business. His best friend was the chief of police and made any paperwork problems just go away. My cousin enherited the house a few years ago when Uncle Bill died and I'm certain that all of the guns were there. I was very close to Uncle Bill and Aunt Elise as well as being their next door neighbor for fifteen years but my cousin and I are like oil and water. I'd bet money that he turned all of those dangerous guns in to the police department as soon as he could. Karma has its revenge though. He is paying about $1200 A MONTH in real-estate taxes. On the other hand, the house WAS free.