My great-grandfather lived in a large house and his house was full of things because he never threw anything away. In his attic there were lots of old things for instance a large pile of magazines from the 1940's that my great-grandmother had bought in the past. I enjoyed reading those old magazines. The clothes, the way of speaking and everything else were different at that time and it was an interesting way to learn more about the past.
My great-grandfather had a large box full of family photos. Unfortunately we don't know who those people are. My great-grandfather knew them, but he was almost blind so he wasn't able to tell us the names. My great-grandfather had a moped from the 1930's and one day he decided to give the moped to my brother. He thought that my brother would be able to use the moped as transportation, but it didn't work anymore so my brother just thanked him and left the moped outside our house.
My grandmother always tried to persuade my great-grandfather to throw some of his things away, and sometimes she threw things away behind his back. I think that is one of the reasons why his hoarding never got really bad. I loved the fact that he kept all those old things, it was almost like a visit to the past.