"Mission-critical?" How far from relevance can you get?

Three condescending posts in this thread from you?

Seriously?

He explained he had a very short window to get ready to leave. He explained that he couldn't get any more in his luggage. He explained that he told his mom how important it was to him.

Having fun ignoring all that so you can be an azzhole and pontificate?

Poopyhead extraordinaire, Todd.

He still made choices. Can he really say that every other thing that he packed was more important than the jacket? What happened to personal responsibility? He made a choice - and now has to live with the repercussions. Man up, suck it up, and move on. Odds are he caused much more grief for his parents during his rearing than this incident has caused him. That is the usual flow of life.

Maybe an azzhole, but as for pontificating, offering some life experience that helps to point out that perspective is everything, and putting too much meaning on an inanimate object is setting yourself up for misery. Many would argue my dad screwed me over. And we're talking about more than a jacket. I was pissed and first, then just moved on. I still talk to him every few days and remain part of his life. Because in the grand scheme of things he put up with crap from me that likely outweigh his actions. My brother's family otoh screwed me over, and I no longer communicate with them. I owe my parents. I don't owe my siblings. Ymmv.

Sorry about the jacket, Schumi. But hey, if this issue is making you more angry at your mom than at anyone else in your entire lifetime...I can understand being royally pi$$ed, but I think you're losing perspective.

Empty nest parents throw out their kids' things; it's what they do once you leave. And as sentimental as the jacket may have been, all motorcycle gear is expendable; it's what it's there for. They're just fulfilling their respective cosmic roles. You can't fight that.

Listen, it'll give you an excuse to go buy another one. (I've seen vintage Vansons, AGVs and Fieldsheers like that on ebay, or you can take a look at Z-Custom Leathers down in Huntington Beach.) Or steal one off a Geico caveman.

Z is good. Ku****ani in Marina del Rey is another cool place.

And did you move on during the first 24 hours or did it take a while?

You (and others) were way too quick to jump on Mike and offer your condescending "life experience" and "perspective."

Get over yourself... this just happened.

Ha ha. Anti-profanity editor cracks me up.

I didn't realize there was a Kushi tani dealer in the Marina. Someplace I'll have to check out, leaving my credit cards at home, of course. I thought the stuff had to be ordered direct from Japan.

Not all do. Sensible parents know what stuff a kid wouldn't mind saying goodbye to... and will ask about stuff they're not sure about.

And this was totally outside those boundaries; he had told his mom how important that jacket was to him.

Yeah, he's right on Lincoln. Nice guy who runs the shop.

Let me get this straight - this thread (now 3+ pages) is about someone being mad at their family over a 30-year-old jacket?

Some of you guys seriously need a reality check.

obviously you never had yer ex wife throw all your crap out. It's just a jacket, certainly not worth berating your mother over. I can understand being upset but as others have said.....perspective.

To me it's a matter of trust, I wouldn't do that to my folks stuff, why do they do it.
When I got home on leave in the USMC I bought a beautiful 56 Chevy two door Bel Air Hard top. I rebuilt the motor, but a new trans in it, sold some of my coin collection and even put new wheels on it. I drove it until I went to Vietnam, I left it for my sister to drive, not to sell, a car for her to drive. One day in Vietnam I got a letter from my dad and he told me he sold my car, my sister wanted a new car so they sold it for the down payment.
To me this was the "dear john" letter.
I didn't learn from this. When I moved to Costa Rica my brother said he would store a few boxes of things I couldn't take and didn't want to get rid of, mostly Vietnam memorabilia. Some car and motorcycle books I couldn't replace.
A few years later when I came back he had gotten rid of all of it, couldn't even remember where it went.
I am storing stuff now for my daughter in Idaho, I don't want it, I don't need it, it's in the way, but I will never do anything with it until she says to.

Weird. Glad your jacket was saved. Time to get your chit or a storage locker.

Sorry about your jacket.

I doubt your mom woke up one morning and thought “I am going to throw out the jacket my son loves just to piss him off.”

It was just an ugly jacket to her.

If you have “stuff” stored for free anywhere that is not under your direct control you are taking the risk of losing it. That is part of the price of free storage.

Couldn't have said it better myself.

Best post on thread!SmileWavy

My father's cousin sold (without his knowledge or permission) his 1936 Cadillac LaSalle while he was over in Vietnam. Yeah, my dad was irritated by it afterwards but they still talk and there are no hard feelings (although there's a lot of occasional wondering what that car would be worth today!)

Perspective.

That car was worth a helluva lot more than a jacket and they got over it and put it behind them. Family is far more important than material crap.

My daughter and her worthless BF lived with me for nearly a year, ending a few months ago. I am now finding out that they took some of my stuff and pawned it. Two days ago, I discoved that this included a nice pair of Navy binoculars that my dad had used aboard a Navy ship in WWII.

Schumi...sorry that your feelings were hurt....FWIW I'll see your jacket and raise you the shoebox of '50s and 60s baseball cards my ex wife threw away.:(

This was a passive aggressive action that probaly got the responce she was looking for. His mom has done it at least twice.

Interesting input on this thread...

Seems to fall on one side the older guys who have lost a lot of stuff say let it go.

And the younger guys who still believe their life revolves around their material possessions.

Food for though.

On the other hand... it is a motorcycle jacket... shouldn't it be somewhat weatherproof? It may be a good slathering with mink oil away from being restored.

Okay I'll chip in... I bought a Gibson ES175 for $600... worth around $2000... nicest guitar I have ever or will ever own... some friends came over to jam... one guy bought a buddy who turned out to be a drug addict who broke into my house and took it the next day... I survived.