For a long time I was a "never sell", mostly as a way to temper my buying impulse and be sure I wouldn't buy junk that I didn't plan to keep. That was when I was young, cash was tight and I was just getting started with hunting and shooting. Some of the guns I bought in those days are definite "never sells" for me - my .35 Rem 336 and my wifes .32 special 1894. We bought those rifles while living in NS to deer hunt with, we were broke and basically needed the meat, and I knew if we really needed to I could make a few bucks reselling them in Ontario. My BSS 20 ga Sporter (good taste, Hoyt) has so many memories tied to my first bird dog, I'd never sell it. My sweet sixteen is heading in that direction too, but the rest I'd sell if I needed to. A bunch of guns in my safe I inherited or was given, and while they are models I'd likely not have bought myself, I wouldn't feel right selling them.
My father wasn't a hunter, but he was a sport shooter - belonged to the Dofasco Revolver Club. He passed away when I was six years old, and of course my mom got rid of his firearms, with kids in the house and all. I wish there would have been an opportunity for me to have them, though, as so many memories of him involve shooting an old air gun and .22. I don't have kids yet, but if I do I sure hope they appreciate having the guns I've enjoyed all these years.