I never even thought to keep a few of em...

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I'm sure we've all been thru that point in our lives where our parents insist we throw out our old toys, whether because we're "too mature" for them, or they don't think we have the room or whatever.

I can't believe it, but looking back...I never thought then to keep anything; literally. I wonder if it's just that none of it ever meant enough to me each individual figure, or whatever the reason was.

but whatever I have now is stuff I bought back several years later.


Anybody else like this, or was I just a f***ing moron?

Packrat has arrived. My parents still have doodlings from when I was in pre-school (it must have meaning to someone, apparently).

Packrat has arrived. My parents still have doodlings from when I was in pre-school (it must have meaning to someone, apparently). Not sure the doodlings or anything else since then has done much good, other than the occasional one that has sentimental value.

edit: oops sorry double post-- not sure how to delete the second.

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Difficult to say. We were big on board games and lego, and most of it is sat up in the loft still (except for "Thunder Road"). I have bought some things back, like you.

I do regret very strongly selling my A5000 (25MHz / 4Mb / 80Mb HDD roughly 1000 times less than what I'm typing on) (not so much the machine - excellent but replaceable - as the games that went with it) and there are a handful of books I remember reading as a child that I would really like to read again.

The one I miss most was a collection of three sf short stories in one book. One of them was about a pillow book, another some planet where the scenery moved around to confuse visitors, and I don't remember the third. They were probably dreadful, but I really want to read them again, only I don't remember the name and have never been able to track it down.

But! Thanks very much - - because prompted to search by the thread I've just tracked down one of the other things I didn't remember the name of, a cartoon with a giant robot walking around to "You'll Never Walk Alone" - also probably dreadful, but I gots to read it again. "The Terra-Meks"

I don't think you're a moron, at any rate. It's inherent in being young that we don't attach adult values (like: "it'd be a good idea to keep this for nostalgia's sake") to things!

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why do you think then, that other folks that we grew up with thought to keep some things whereas we didn't?

Is it just something we Autistic folks wouldn't think to do at that age?

Oh, my parents saved the newspaper from the day I was born, and I have some papers I did in school and all that; some photos too, but little else.

I think I may still have some old videocassettes though; may, don't quote me on that. Though videocassettes are not exactly something I'm thrilled with to still have...

I've never seen the point of keeping old toys, same as I've never seen the point of videoing your kids and constantly taking photos of them. It just seems stupid to me.

However, on the general subject of keeping old crap, I generally think "you never know when it'll come in handy", so I end up keeping a lot of stuff. But I still have very little of my old kids toys.

I have that "never know when it'll come in handy" mentality, too.

videotaping kids and photographs I could totally understand though; of course...I'm also a die-hard history fanatic, so there ya go...

I don't think it's exclusive to us (though the executive disfunction and lack of forward planning some of us have might make it more likely, perhaps) - I suspect most people wish they'd kept something or things over from their childhood that they didn't keep. A poll would be interesting, here and elsewhere!

At some level, it doesn't matter what you did when you were 5, if you obsess over the lack of records thereof at 20 so much so that you regret it at 40. I think that it is better to do something worth recording rather than thinking about the lack of records.

I understand what you're saying, but outside of my toys, I'd like to have had more stuff to show my eventual kids; that's I'm guessing really the only reason.

Could be nostalgic purposes, who knows; most of my nostalgia kicks ended shortly after 20, but I may still feel some.

To be fair, a lot of stuff from my childhood may as well be buried in the past, as a lot of it was just based on a thousand bad memories understandably.

Seniors say that they had good childhoods because they can't remember them. Maybe its better that you have fewer records.

you may have a point there: the majority of the people who save all their memoirs from childhood...also don't seem to desire to really move past it much.

Basically, they think their best days are behind them, which I find to be a total joke.


At the same time though, I wouldn't want to forget my childhood; it contributed dramatically to who I am today. I want to use my experiences from the past to make the lives of my own eventual children far better.

The good news is that you can usually find the things you're missing either on eBay or elsewhere on the internet. In some cases, you can even find forums with other people who have the same interest and enjoy it to an extent that you were never able to as a kid.

Well yeah, that I know. The funny thing is that a lot of people in my age group say that a lot of the toys are now so expensive, it's too much for them to ever try to buy, so they'll have to settle for a facsimile of it.

My response: "it will be mine; oh yes, it will be mine"

I did that. I was missing my Roly Poly Chime ball that my brother encouraged me to destroy when I was small. He said I should see if it floated. Water seeped in and the paper backgrounds developed mold and mom threw it out. I've missed it all these years and I finally went online and bought another one five or six years ago:

Generally I'm a hoarder who hates to throw anything away. But I threw a lot of stuff out on impulse when I moved to another city, including a set of diaries from 1967 to 1984, which would have been very useful recently when I was trying to piece together my life story. I've also had my share of partners who have thrown out my stuff without asking I don't know how anybody can have the cheek to do that.