Growing up, my dad had a gun, a Midnight Special (a .38) from the 50's. He told me years ago he threw it out. He lied. He still has it and bullets, he told me this week as I'm visiting him. Unfortunately, he's 90 and forgetful. He cannot remember where he hid it in the house here. I'd asked to see it. But I didn't see it because he can't remember where it is.
I'm sure his grandkids will find it for him.