3 Years Later, My Dad Came To Buy Grandpa’s Bar. I Already Owned It

I spent eight months restoring my grandpa’s 1972 jukebox for my dad’s 60th. The next morning it was on the curb with a “FREE” sign in his handwriting, and the bow was still on it. Three years later, he walked into Grandpa’s old bar with a check to buy it. He had no idea who’d be waiting in the back office. Would you have sold him the bar?