A lot of people in my family are pack-rats. I don't know if it is an Irish thing, as in both Ireland and here my family is like this. Maybe it is part of being a product of the depression, I don't know. Now, we aren't those pack-rats you see on the news, with news papers up to the ceiling, and 50 cats about, but they still can't seem to just throw things away, or to stop accumulating new items. My grandma for instance had 6 George Foreman grills tucked away in a closet. My grandpa had 50 small American flags that were put on his lawn by real estate agencies over the years, and 12 other flags in the hall closet, including flags with 48 stars, as they had been around for so long. Above those were school projects some of his students had done 50 years ago. Literally, this was 2002 and the projects were dated 1952, in addition to filing cabinets with ever lesson plan from his 40 years of teaching. Every battery he had ever used was saved in the garage, in a huge crusted over mess that the EPA probably should have handled. My grandma on the other side was very similar, however the thing that stuck out the most to me was her collection of Bicentennial quarters. She must have had 4-500 dollars worth of those things stashed around her house. Did she think they were going to be worth something? Did she have a crush on the drummer boy on the back? She also stashed packages of cookies around the house, as if they were her rations for WWIII. Wilmington De would be lying in ruins, but she would have her fucking Milanos. Focus: What are some things that you just can't seem to throw away? Is it sentimental? Are you convinced that someday you "just might need it?" Alternatively: Do you have any pack-rats in your family? What were some of the strange things they kept?