Over Christmas, my son, my Mom and I cleaned out my Dad's mancave computer room. Dad passed on back in September, and had been in poor health for about two years before. Mom (AKA my Original SWMBO) had been on a kick to start cleaning out his garages and other spaces while he was still alive, but it was causing him some angst, her wanting to throw out his stuff that she saw as just junk. I convinced her to wait until after he was gone on the promise that I would help her sort through it all..
Dad's computer room was an outbuilding on the farm, an old smoke house that was his domain alone. He had one wall half-lined with old metal desk pedestals, in which he kept some of his building supplies. He also had his desktop computer in there, as well as nearly every electronic device, working or otherwise, that had come on the property in the last thirty years. We threw out dozens of computer power supplies, floppy disks and drives, keyboards, printers, monitors, and a container full of mouse balls (the computer kind

. His collection of car magazines went too, as did auto and computer catalogs. We did keep a look out for truly vintage computer equipment and held back items from the 80s that had some collector value. Still, we carried two truckloads to the dumpster behind the house.
It was emotional at times, letting go of Dad's stuff. There were electronics books from the 60s that had no real value, but some sentimental value. I said out loud more than once "Sorry, Dad, I can't keep everything." Below are some of the gems my son and I kept, with Mom's blessings.
These are some of of the books we saved for ourselves. The Ford book is a '60s pub that I remembered from my youth. Below them are several yard and garden books for my SWMBO's library. The books are some sentimental volumes that stuck out more than others that went in the dumpster.
Tis push-button phone will go in my garage to amuse and confuse any Boy Scouts that come visiting.
These three items were unused, bought for projects that never got done. (Note to self: get my own projects done so that in 30 years my kids aren't throwing out NIB parts I never got around to installing).
My Dungeons and Dragons books from the '80s, plus the front page of the Vallejo Times (my Dad was assigned to Mare Island Naval Shipyard at the time) from the day I was born!
Pentax binocs, circuit board vise, cast bronze jingle bells, vintage magnifying "Reading Glass", a bunch of 12V power converters for various future projects, and an electric pencil sharpener.

Lugz: this one's for you--a 1943 cutaway flip guide for a Curtiss electric propellor constant speed governor. My grandfather was a prop specialist for the P-38 in WWII, so this was probably his.
Dad built some computer CD storage containers from simple plywood. Although we dumped most of the CDs, I decided to keep the boxes because my Dad had touched them with his own hands and made them from scratch.
From inside the house, my brother and I each got to have some of my Dad's US Proof and Uncirculated coins sets from his coin collection.
From the garage, I got all of my Dad's unused ARP fastener kits.
My brother and I split some of my Dad's Harbor Freight clamshell kits. I got the Leakdown tester and an air conditioner recharging kit.