I don't know if anyone else caught this, but it really bothered me for some reason when I read it. Here you have a 70 year old man, at the pinnacle of his profession, with a recording and performing career spanning probably forty years. Groundbreaking in his playing and composition, and revered by damn near every guitarist you have ever heard of.
His net worth at death is $260,000.
What is wrong with our perception of value? I certainly don't know the details of his personal life, and as long as he was happy he had every right to do whatever he chose to do, but the value of what he gave to music makes that number look like a gross insult to me. I don't know why I'm so angry about this, but in his field this guy was the top neurosurgeon, and he apparently got paid like a plumber's apprentice. I know it's crass to bring money into the equation when someone dies, but this really bothers me.