I was out with my DD24 the other night. DH took SS17 and SS15 out to dinner and they ran a few errands. They went to a music store, because SS17 needed a new lyre for marching band. SS17 goes to the counter to see about the lyre and DH found himself staring at a trumpet in one of the cases. It was the same model and make as the one he played throughout high school. SS15 saw him staring at it - the following conversation took place:

SS15 - ha, are you going to buy a trumpet, dad?
DH - no, no. This is the one that I had when I played. I can't believe it's $4,000!!
SS15 - well, how much was yours?
DH - not sure, I think maybe $500 or $600, which was a fortune back then.
SS15 - what happened to it? Do you still have it?
DH - well, your mom had it, so....
SS15 - she wouldn't let you get it?
DH - nope. I left a lot of stuff behind thinking I would get it back at some point, but I never did.
SS15 - yeah, she probably sold it all.
DH - yeah, I don't know what she did with it.
SS15 - man, dad, you really got screwed in the divorce, didn't you?
DH - yeah.

At least one of the skids gets it