I always thought I would inherit my Dad's 1943 Colt 1911A1, but when it became obvious that he had Alzheimers, I had to take his car keys and his Colt. Dad was a WWII Marine and that was his sidearm. He had always been meticulous in keeping it clean, until the last ten years. He passed three years ago at age 91, When I got the pistol I stripped it to the frame, soaked the parts and cleaned everything, then replaced the springs and put it back together. I fired one magazine through it to make sure everything functioned and then put it away to be saved for my Son. It's the only gun I own that I don't shoot. The day will come when that will be handed over to my Son along with my own Dan Wesson V-Bob and a Kimber Classic Carry Pro.