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I should probably mention that my family also lost a number of impossible-to-replace firearms during a move. When we PCS'ed from Ft Bragg to Germany, the movers claimed they had to pack the guns in a "special way" and thus left them out of the normal packaging. Well, needless to say, that "special way" was apparently to pack our guns (and TV's) into the trunks of their cars.
I lost a Colt Trooper that my Grandmother bought for me the week I was born, my first rifle (Ruger 10/22), and my father lost his first production series Ruger Super Blackhawk, a shotgun that was used by his great-great grandfather, and a war trophy German Mauser that his Granddad had brought back from WWI and gave to him.
The only thing that saved those movers from one unholy ass-kicking was the Atlantic Ocean being in the way. The saddest part was the Army rooked us on the insurance settlement and only provided enough money for my father to replace the Super Blackhawk.
Moral is never let anyone you don't trust implicitly know what you have and where you keep it.
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