When I was young we traveled a lot, by a lot I mean a lot, I have lived in 36 states been in 48 plus Canada and Mexico. Many times we would leave in the middle of the night and only take what we could carry or live for extended time in the vehicle. In addition to this we almost never got any "gifts" of any kind. My father was a drug addict and barely bought food and shelter let alone any luxuries like gifts. My 11th birthday this same uncle bought me a very tacky doll dressed in victorian type dress w/ fiber optic filaments coming out of her hat. Anyway 11 year old me even knew it was tacky, but it was almost the only gift I had ever got so it was treasured by me. A couple of months later we had to leave in a hurry and I couldn't take my doll. I was crushed cried for days, then that same uncle came to me and gave me two tiny (tiny so I could carry them w/ me no matter what) ceramic birds of absolutely no monetary value, but to this day are my prized possessions. Now I have received many gifts over the years but very few of such worth to me.