Nostalgia and preservation of history. I'd been trying to assist my father with getting rid of, what I consider, useless junk. By this I mean old magazines, medical journals, (he's a retired M.D.), tapes, records, and the list goes on. These things are stacked in his home "office" to the point that navigating the room is treacherous....and with his titanium hips, he can't afford to fall down. He knows he may never look at most of this stuff again but always finds an excuse to avoid the weeding process. His real reason for keeping all the junk is nostalgia. Maybe that counts for something but it's not hit me yet as good reason. Nostalgia, I tell him, is only what's in your head and that takes up no physical space at all.