I haven't missed it, actually, I have it on both sides. My mom and my paternal grandmother are both outright hoarders of the classic type (i.e. refuse to admit they have a problem), though they hoard different things. This is the result of a lifetime of self-directed cognitive training, because if I don't simply ignore my brain when it says things like "this may come in handy" I will end up with 5,000 used plastic bags in a cabinet. XD

One of the side effects of growing up fairly poor (but not realizing it) is that I don't really have that many childhood books. XD; Other than stuff I'd want anyway like the Tolkien, I have maybe one bookcase full. I mostly read from the library.