a boy's life

At 17 my son has decided to clean out some of the squaler he has been living in these many years. For days junk has been coming down, flooding the living room. He brings it down for me to sort through; what is worth giving away, what is sentimental for us, what maybe should he save to give to his children - not much! We never throw away Lego, it just passes down to the next generation. This is box a cast offs; broken guns, Battle-Bots, strap-on headlight, that ear. Even though it's trash, there is my boys life summed. I have another crate that i think even more represenative of him that i am saving. But either one says the same.