My home is filled with those kinds of memories. My dining room suite was my grandmothers, then my parents. The china cabinet my dad bought Mom for a wedding gift. I have all of Mom's crochet hooks. I have a lovely old 1914 singer that Mom told me she got at Goodwill for $5 when I was a baby. I could keep going. There is so much of my family here I'm surprised my DH hasn't complained.