0 Points. They’re called Memories.
And I still own all my old floppies, audio tapes, many VHS, walkmans are in a drawer somewhere, boombox did bite the dust with my reel to reel. Now I collect postcards older than me, have a shelf in the hall filled with paper maps and miss them when I’m having trouble with my Nav unit. I do still have a collection of CEDs, if anyone knows what those are, as well as some 1” video tapes. Have a HUGE dictionary but think I probably gave up the encyclopedia. I do, however, still own every Little Golden Book I ever had.
Betting there’s a rotary dial phone in the upstairs office, along with a row of records that spans the width of the room. Still have the camera but pretty sure the typewriter went out when the selectric came in. Remember typing so fast that the keys stick together at the paper? Still have grandfather’s camera that folded flat with the film still in it that he shot before his stroke.
The ultimate packrat here. We’ve lived in one house for 50 years and still have EVERYTHING!
“The ultimate packrat here.” — Wow, sounds like it!
I’ve gotten rid of everything old as new things came in. My first house was 30’ x 30’ including a one-car garage and three bedrooms! About 750 sq ft living space. No room to be a packrat. Then we moved up to a 1,550 sq ft rancher built in 1952 (living space) and thought we were in a mansion. We sill own that place.