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Originally Posted by cfrizz
All of you are 100% correct.  
With the exception of a couple of pots & dishes, most of my mothers belonging went into the trash when we cleaned out her apartment. Why anyone would think that your children or grandchildren would be interested in reading your books or listening to your songs is beyond me. And if they do, then make sure to strip the drm from them like I do & the problem is solved.
Trust me, with such limited space as most apartments & houses have these days you don't want or need to accumulate more (old) stuff from others.
I think most people who see my condo probably think that I live a very spartan life, but I have learned the hard way after cleaning out my mothers & older brothers apts. that I don't want my last remaining brother to give himself a heart attack lugging a bunch of old dusty romance novels down to the dumpster.
I dumped the majority of them myself when I moved here in 2008. Anything that was in my storage locker at my old building went straight into the garbage. I didn't see the sense of lugging it from one storage locker to another.
If I ever have to move again or if someone has to clean out my condo, they won't have a lot of work to do! |
I loved the old books & records & photos & magazines & other ephemera that I found stored in my grandparents' houses. I read Horatio Alger when I was 6 years old. I read Conan Doyle's White Company when I was 9 or 10. I read the Rubaiyat. I read the Tarzan books before they were rediscovered in the 60s. That's where I first read the Wizard of Oz. Heck, that's where I found the Richard Haliburton Seven Wonders books, and the first science book I remember reading, One, Two, Three - Infinity.
Yeah, I know it's all eventually dust in the wind, but I'd like a little of my dust to blow into my grandchildren's eyes, as did my grandparents in mine.