Random, meaningless junk. Or is it a time capsule? I choose to call it a time capsule. The children and grandchildren of the original owner can assign their own meaning. I believe that they, like me, will see the meaning and value of the items I have preserved. My hope is that my daughters will look through it and imagine their father alive and vibrant. And his future grandchildren will get a glimpse of the Opa/Nonno they will never know. Yes, I could discard much of the box and no one would know. But if he chose to keep these items, don’t they have meaning? I will let those who open the time capsule decide for themselves. I think they will understand the value.