My mother passed away a few years ago. When my sibs & I were going through the farmhouse, my oldest niece & I'd gone down into the basement for something and found Mom's ancient cast iron fry pan. We both realized what it was, and Kristin started to reach for it. "Oh, no, darlin', that's going with me. At least, it's not getting past me, it'll be discussed with my brothers & sisters, but it's leaving with one of us. I'm more than happy to make sure your name gets put on it when I shuffle off this mortal coil."
It's an honest Griswold 8 fry pan, and I reach for it over practically every other piece I have. 2 12", 3 10", a 7" fry pans, a Dutch oven with a glass lid and a 12" square griddle. Shoot, that has to be an incomplete list. Just an incredibly versatile cooking material.