Good thread. I have and play my Grandfathers highland pipes, my Dad played them too, along with the old family fiddle, a barometer bought by my great Grandfather, all manner of odds and ends that remind me of special events and one or two things put away that are so special, to me only, that I only dare get them out when I need a bit of an anchor. Not a family keepsake, but I keep in my sporan a pipe that belonged to the man who taught me to play pipes. I was asked to play a solo at his funeral and was asked if I would like something to remember him by. It has heard every tune I have played for ten years or more.