A little fun: Do you have stuff?

My paternal grandfather was born in Odessa, Russia and was carried to the U.S. as an infant. Growing up on the Lower East Side, he earned a scholarship to Cooper Union College and became an engineer. I still have his school notebook with his amazingly precise hand-drawn engineering diagrams.

Grandpa established a successful engineering business in 1912 at age 19 (incorporated in 1931) which was continued through 3 generations of engineers until sold by my older brother, Jeff @OrmontUS, in 2015 (?). At age 35, Grandpa married his brilliant 18-year-old bookkeeper. She lied and said she was 21. He lied and said he was 28. My grandfather worshiped the ground my grandmother walked on until his death at age 73.

My grandparents bought a large duplex house in Brooklyn in the mid-1930s. They loved to socialize and entertain. Like many of the pre-1960s generation they liked to dress in style and set a beautiful table with damask, china, crystal and silver. Their upstairs apartment was beautifully decorated and always immaculate. Grandpa was always on the cutting edge and they had a TV set in the 1950s which had a 12" X 8" screen in a large box the size of a washing machine. The house had a full-size basement which gradually filled with obsolete items from previous decades.

My parents moved our family of 5 into the downstairs apartment of the duplex when I was in first grade (1959). My mother was an artist (and high school art teacher) and the walls were lined with her large oil paintings.

By the time my mother died in 2001, all 3 of us siblings had homes of our own which were fully supplied with stuff. The old house was in very good condition since my mother’s philosophy was to spend 10% of the value of the house every year in maintenance and upgrades. (It is not for sale but its Zillow value today is over $1.8 million.) After each of us took what we wanted from the house it was still fully furnished and crammed with stuff, including a large steamer trunk from my grandparents’ 1929 trip to Paris, a large collection of single-sided 78 RPM records, etc., etc.

I was depressed and couldn’t handle it. Jeff sold the house to an immigrant family with everything still in it. I hope they sold the stuff and made a bundle. They were a Pakistani family who improved the house by adding a porch in front with a Pakistani design.

I am interested in our family history so I took items that belonged to our ancestors, such as my great-grandmother’s ESL notebook and a heavy gold charm bracelet that has a charm for each of my grandmother’s grandchildren.

Also some beautiful silver serving pieces that simply aren’t used by the younger generation. An example is this sterling silver Gorham pitcher that my grandmother told me was a wedding present to them from the Governor of North Carolina. (Not documented.)

It bothers me to think that these beautiful historic pieces could be melted down for scrap but I don’t know who would treasure them after I’m gone.

I’m not a hoarder. I try to keep my collection of family history, art objects and furniture down to the size that would fit into a one-bedroom apartment if I should live long enough to downsize into one. (I do have plenty of stuff that I would give away without a qualm.) We currently live in a 2 bedroom ranch house with a furnished cabin on our property. I don’t want to be upset if I should have to give 99% of everything away. I refuse to have a storage unit – if something isn’t being used it shouldn’t be kept, much less money spent on hoarding it.

My situation isn’t unique.

https://www.wsj.com/personal-finance/americans-cheap-goods-consumption-storage-77890798?mod=wknd_pos1

Americans Buy a Crazy Amount of Cheap Stuff. It’s Costing Us Dearly.

Our mountain of clutter remains, even if tariffs bring an end to the era of low-cost goods

By Dalvin Brown, The Wall Street Journal, April 5, 2025

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It is easier than ever to buy things, thanks to the rise of online shopping. But it is physically and mentally taxing to get rid of them. The result is overflowing basements and rented storage units. Eventually, if it doesn’t end up in the hands of new owners, it is tossed or left for the children to deal with.

“We’re battling a tsunami of stuff, and the stuff is winning,” said Julie Hall, founder of The Estate Lady, an estate-clearance company. …

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Maybe this would be a good time to go through my closets and donate a bunch of stuff.
Wendy

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Dear Wendy,

A similar process is taking place in my family as my parents move into their later 80s.

Mom is having me over next week to take things to Good Will.

It is sad. It is also part of life.

Beautiful house, and neighborhood ! Is that NYC ?
What borough ? ( if that is the right term ).

I went to NYC for the 1st time in 2023, luv’d it, but was glad to get back home,lol, just too populated for what I’m used to.

Thank you. :slight_smile:

The house is in Brooklyn, NY. We were privileged to have our own tree (still in front of the house), our own garden with green grass and roses in the back (about 25 feet by 25 feet) and our own driveway where we could park the family vehicles. I was keenly aware that the people in the neighboring 6-story apartment building could look down enviously on us as we sat in the garden on hot, humid summer days.

That’s city living.
Wendy

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That would be a great place to grow up ! The part I liked best about NYC on my visit was Central Park. The vision to set that aside and have a green oasis in the middle of all of the skyscrapers was a gift that keeps on giving.

And I bet your garden, in a dense urban environment, gave you a lot of that same joy.

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It really was a great place to grow up. We lived one long block away from our elementary and middle schools which had truly excellent quality teachers. We also lived one long block (in the opposite direction) from a shopping street and a subway station which connected us with the rest of New York City for the price of a 15 cent subway token. There was no need for the parents to shuttle kids around to school or to the ballet, opera, museums, etc. in Manhattan.

On the same block was a Carvel ice cream store (a soft cone for 15 cents) and the Trio Pizzaria which had marvelous fresh-baked pizza for 15 cents a slice. On the next block was a bagel bakery with fresh bagels out of the oven. Next door, a Jewish deli with fresh slabs of smoked salmon which the elderly owner would slice to order. I made $1 per hour babysitting and it went far.

And I did love the garden. Next time you visit New York, pay a visit to the Brooklyn Botanic Gardens. The cherry blossoms should be blooming any day now.

I got my B.S. with a double major in biology and chemistry from Brooklyn College. Cost = $0 since I had a New York State Regents Scholarship.

Wendy

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A few options depending on how much you want to do. One, if you think any of this stuff is valuable/collectible, have an auction house do an appraisal and let them sell. Of course they will take a commission. Two, eBay. Three, donate.

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