Not in my garage yet since I had moved from California to Pennsylvania...but I unexpectedly lost my Dad in May. For as long as I can remember, we were always tinkering around with something whether it be cars to motorcycles. I made sure to take over his Harley before he passed. His burial flag is also one of my most prized belongings which probably won’t ever make its way to the garage as I’d never forgive myself if something happened to it. I also have some paddles from good buddies at my last duty station that come close.