I'm not particularly sentimental, and I don't usually keep things to remember people by. Although I feel incredibly blessed to have a little over a year's worth of PMs from LR Mole to remember him by.

However, re: family memorabilia... I don't really keep any of that sort of thing myself. But for a little while when I was in my twenties, I was part of a family with some very interesting memorabilia.

My first husband's mother was one of the original Radio City Music Hall Rockettes. She lived with my husband and me for about a year. She had a trunk full of old newspaper clippings and photographs from her days as a dancer in the early part of the 1900s. There were picures of her dancing with the rockettes, and some of her dancing in a show with Ginger Rogers, and some of her dancing in a Zigfield production of some sort or another. And newspaper and magazine advertisements in which she modeled cosmetics and things. And press releases and newspaper articles about the Rockettes' tours to Europe and other places. It was an amazing thing, that trunk.

She was a very modest and quiet woman and didn't like to draw very much attention to herself when I knew her. It was almost like pulling teeth to get her to bring out the trunk and let my husband and me look through it. We had one fascinating afternoon going through that trunk, and then I never saw it again.