When I saw the title to this thread, I did not think of things in my parents' house. It is probably my personal situation of losing father at age 4 and mother at age 21.

My nest in newly empty so the title of AMN's thread went to the intangible.

The first memory that came to mind was with my DS. He was an infant. Every day at 4 PM, we would go out onto the patio. I would put on nursery music, hold him and dance around singing.

That was a memory in the corner of my mind.