Ok, I've thought about this often. Having become the caretaker of the Treasure-Vault of my Mom's things, I started the process many times. After Mom passed away (overseas, mind you) in January 2008, my siblings and I whittled her things down to 60 boxes. They've been in storage in my garage ever since.
Mom was a pack rat (not the newspapers up to the ceiling kind, but the dumpster diving garagesaleaholic kind). When I started going through some of these things, it was like opening a time capsule.
What makes us keep the ephemera we do?
Let's see if we can find out together.
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